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The sick and desolate men marched with grim and sickened futility.

Rancid wounds festered under sticky, putrid bandages. Hot and bubbling feces ran unwiped down their legs, for dysentery was rampant in the ranks and there was no time to halt.

The enemy army outnumbered them four to one and marched in tandem with them, driving them desperately on.

The men soiled themselves in their own armor and kept going without rest. Their enemy kept pace, preparing for a brutal, savage orgy of mass murder.

The men were driven ahead of them, fully aware that their adversaries intended total massacre and annihilation without mercy. And so the exhausted English marched for nearly three hundred miles in horrific condition. Cut off from resupply, there was not nearly enough food to keep the men alive. Starving, stinking and desperate, they were finally blocked by French forces from reaching the port of Calais and safety.

The only choice was to fight.

The only option was to win the day or die with their lord and master amid terrible and appalling butchery, delivered by armored men swinging cruel and pitiless steel.

It was a hard decision of survival that faced the king.

He made it with savage royal passion, and with the full prerogative of the sovereign.

He was the dread lord under a bloody banner that day, and he did not hesitate nor tremble.

He and his band of brothers made devastating work of it.

“We few, we happy few… we band of brothers.”

William Shakespeare thus immortalized the words of Harry the king, the moment when grim and exhausted desperation was transformed into one of the most decisive and glorious feats of arms in history.

Into a sea of French mud the men drove their stakes, and that autumn day was filled with the incessant and deadly whine of English arrows.

The clang of iron on steel, the gallop and scream of horses, the din of blade and axe upon armor and the horrible hacking thud of bitter edges into meat and bone was the resounding work they accomplished.

At the close of battle, the English had lost barely over a hundred men out of the 9,000 that held position, including the Duke of York, killed in action in defense of the king.

Ten thousand French lay dead upon the field out of 36,000 that had chased and harassed, then attacked the English with thundering cavalry and malevolent men of war.

They died, slaughtered and humiliated on their own native soil of France, under the steel of the English king and his countrymen. Fatal casualties included the Constable of France himself.

They died in consequence of the pivot of fortune that accompanies terrible transformation from desperation to victory, born out of ferocious determination in the hearts of men to survive.

When facing certain death, know that you can achieve not merely survival, but undying fame and glory.

King Henry V halted his men on desperate ground.

He entrenched his men into position from which there was no escape.

He provoked the start of the battle, and won it with overwhelming competence.

That is the Law of Survival.

It is the tumble and turn of expectation.

It is the extraction of preposterous victory against utterly untenable odds.

Henry did not die in hacking blood under the unstoppable army of France.

He defeated it, and he and his men now live forever.

They live forever in the annals of glorious honor, because of this.

There is always a way out, a way to turn impossible odds into infinite glory.

It may be through bitterly fighting where you stand.

Horatio at the bridge, piling the bodies of his adversaries in horrible and dripping piles.

The British Army at Rorke’s Drift, outnumbered forty to one, securing victory against a sea of incoming warriors who screamed in the drunken lust of killing.

It may be through dying with such profoundly noble ferocity that the story of your last stand is a tale of martyrdom that inspires men for countless generations.

Leonidas and his 300 at the Hot Gates, fighting to the last and bloody man in defense of Sparta.

Fight like mad. Win and live in glory, or die and be remembered forever.

It is the Way.

Freedom, conscience, and dignity.

Digital activism is of course part and parcel of today's political revolutions.

It is taken for granted that the opinions of Men are influenced and prompted, shaped and led, by pixels more than blood.

Yet this is a grave misunderstanding of the path the world takes, and the challenges that loom for men who would do more than simply die in place.

Digital activism cannot replace men with truncheons, kicking open doors in the night, and murdering those who oppose them.

Most do not understand this, for it requires a collision between worldview and reality sufficient to fatally crack both sophistry and idiocy.

Men have been conditioned to be civilized, generous, altruistic, and weak.

They will do anything they can to avoid this experience, including condemning everything they love and value to death.

It is normal for them to seek comfort, safety, predictability, and the stability of what they have known and believed and trusted in the past.

But reality does not care, nor do men who do their work in the analog world of fealty, cruelty, and majesty.

If you attach to how things were, you will fail.

Your community, country, culture, and civilization will collapse.

Is this not instantly evident to you, this very day, that the process of overthrow and restructure of the world takes place?

Yet despite this objectively observable truth, men hold to the past, with trembling fear and anxiety, and do nothing which would advance the changes that must take place if everything they love is not to be washed away in a great, red tide of murder.

Understand this well, and do not fall into the sophistry of weak acquiescence to your own slaughter.

Attachments to the past are fatal.

There is no return to the past.

You will win or die.

‍While you spend time discussing civic nationalism, the great principles of American social discourse and cultural structure, it is physically destroyed before you.

As you invest in ideals of voting and organization, hope and trust in leaders who will somehow extract impossible victory against predictable odds, you are lined up for killing.

Attachments to institutions and history, to old forms of things and the lustre of past glory and honest governance, brings you nothing but death.

Do you believe that goodwill amongst men, and the virtues of honor and justice, are held as valuable to those who succeed in your destruction?

I tell you today that these things are indeed valuable to the Adversary, for they are self-imposed guardrails that guide you directly into the killing pits that come.

How delightful your antagonists find your innocence!

How wonderful your self-acquiescence to murder!

Men today believe that things can be restored, and refuse to understand what is happening.

That is also normal, for most men do not care.

Give them entertainment, and simply lie to them, and they will obey.

Deliver them bread, and self-righteous praise, and they will calmly go extinct.

Today those who see this clearly, begin to detach from the bonds that will drag them to this place.

And cease to care if you are immolated along with the rest.

What else are they to do?

‍One cannot save every stray cat, of course.

The vast masses of people are simply too dull, too dead to reality, and would rather believe in illusion than face the horror of the dark.

And thus the fate that comes for them is both inexorable and unwanted.

They have lost their freedom, their wealth, their future, and their nations.

They will not have them again, because those who win today intend never to permit such possession.

And this malevolent process is accorded with.

How sad, and how typical of the majority of human beings.

Alexander Solzhenitsyn made a point in his seminal Gulag Archipelago on this very matter:

This quote is used enough to raise disgust in those who hear it.

For the truth is simply that none are brave enough to do more than pale with terror, to freeze in place, to allow the tyrant to destroy them.

"Ivan, we would probably be killed."

Yes, you will indeed be killed if you resist the State, and the lives of your survivors destroyed with malignant hatred and cruelty beyond your imagination.

"Ivan, but actual revolution would break the Republic."

If you cannot see that the Great Experiment has collapsed into profound and irrecoverable throes of death, you are a fool.

"Ivan, life is beautiful, and I don't want to risk it."

I will bring you to the words of General John Stark from the American Revolution, when writing to a gathering of officers who had fought with him at the Battle of Bennington. Everyone knows the first line from his missive:

"Live free or die."

Everyone ignores with cowardly embarrassment the second half of the quotation:

"Death is not the worst of evils."

If you do not understand this, you will live as a slave. If you do not uphold this, you will deserve nothing else.

Slavery is a choice, and there are no two ways about it.

Think about this today, and whether you love life too much.

And the cost you will pay for your misunderstanding.

Get up and walk.

Strong, capable leaders.

There's a certain kind of man who is going to break things in the near future.

He's an important avatar. I'm going to describe him a bit here, because you'll get to know him well over the next few years, the next decades, and ultimately over the next few generations. He's going to start showing up in the news as a little bit of a darker type of entrepreneur, a more volatile leader, but also a much more pronounced and determined one than we've seen in a long time.

He'll have a different focus, too, this certain kind of man. Because of his qualities - both of his character and his circumstance - he's what my team and I refer to as a "gravity well" for others.

He can't help it. He may not like it. It may upset or bother him. But he knows he's a gravity well, that people and wealth and success gravitate to him, and he's learned to shape that gravity and fling the impact of it where seems best.

You're going to go on a bit of a dangerous ride, here.

You can stop reading at any time if you feel yourself tremble. That's quite all right. Not all have the stomach for where we're headed in this document. If that's you, feel free to navigate off quickly before you're dragged into the dark place where Ivan Throne sees what other men don't want to look at, predicts what other observers are afraid to literalize, and illustrates consequences that upset the stomachs of the weak. the stupid, and the fearful.

It's partly vantage point, partly relationships, mostly experience and training and a specific role at this time in history that affords me this perspective. But I see what I see, and I am not wrong.

Let's talk about this certain kind of man.

He's intelligent, probably too much for his own good.

This drives a great deal of what comes next. Because his intelligence puts him a step ahead of the rest, and in some cases inhibits his communication with the majority of people he encounters. Therefore he's learned to hold his tongue, and demonstrate through action rather than through words, where his purpose demands.

This kind of man keeps his own counsel. He makes his own decisions. He understands that the future belongs to him.

He'll fight you for it.

Because of this he does not neglect his capacity. Every natural talent and skill is developed to the extent necessary. He does not brook dysregulation in himself or his affairs, and therefore he has the coherence necessary to focus himself towards sacred purpose. And his willingness to deliver permanent action is matched by seasoned, considered competence.
Nothing undeveloped. Nothing dysregulated. Everything executes.

If he were a little less intelligent, he'd have a lot less personal initiative. He'd therefore be a lot less unpredictable. But that's part of the issue with this certain kind of man, as he's bored easily - especially with people who can't keep up. Bore him and you're disposable where his plans are concerned. You won't be included in his forward thinking, for the simple reason you can't keep up.

And there's a limit to how many people he'll be personally responsible for, especially in these troubled times.

Most people, however, cannot handle this sort of blunt appraisal well. Therefore he's learned to restrain himself, until he doesn't. Combined with the unpredictability of superior intelligence, you now have a man who reserves the right to his own judgment and his own timing, on his own terms. Not yours. That's very important to remember.

And if you question whether he's already seen through what you trust as the official narrative - the answer is simple: yes, he has.

That's why when he does believe, he's dangerous.

Think about men you know like that.

You know they're out there.

‍He's well-resourced, and knows his unique leverage potential.

Whether business owner or an accredited investor, he's no longer concerned with questions of survival. Instead he's focused on the legacy he leaves behind, and that's one of the most challenging questions a man faces - especially at levels of significant personal resources. He supports his family, often an extended family member or two - because he can, and he's generous despite what people fear. And giving back, making his success count for something in the rolls of human decency, matters to him.

Therefore he's acutely perceptive of both opportunity and risk, and knows he can deliver sufficient impact to alter the course of events. And there's no denial in him that he's one of those rare few who are in a unique position to build something tremendous, or to inflict equally tremendous damage with deliberation.

He questions where he should put those resources, because current events are spiraling quickly and he knows that there's little survival on the sidelines. And he's not bound by the limitations of less intelligent, less creative, less critically observant people. That's why he has the position of stability he does, sufficient to launch from.

He can deliver power on his own terms, where he pleases.

When that's added to men who believe, you have serious capacity.

There's a struggle going on in him right now, because he has the resources, the intelligence, and the ability to make history. And what he's struggling with isn't which charity to support, or which political party to join, or whether he wants to be an Instagram influencer or attempt to foster change for social or cultural problems. Those things are dead and useless now, he's well aware of that. And when it comes to the disparity between the personal impact he is capable of - and what the official narrative tells him he is permitted - that's a gap he loathes and despises.

It's a bad gap, a dangerous one. Stupid for society to play with that gap, to tease it, to stick a moist finger into that darkness and see if anything sharp is in it.

There's always something sharp in the darkness.

‍That's a truth we all know, and it's especially stupid for rulers to forget it. But forget it they do, and our certain kind of man finds himself in that dark place where he's smarter, sharper, stronger, better financed, wiser, and searching for sacred purpose that outlasts him. Desperate to leave his mark on the world as a sign of service to God and a life well lived.

Then the world, being the world, turns how it turns. Men, being Men, do what they do for all the reasons they do. Today, with the absolute overthrow of human dignity and the crushing totalitarianism that grows, our certain kind of man naturally is pushed by all sorts of respectable feelings towards conclusions that grow darker and darker over time.

This evolution comes to a head, eventually.

‍He's deeply angry, and he has rational, militant grounds for that anger.

The collapse of society and civilization, through deliberate destruction of the legacy of their fathers, is grounds for rational, healthy men to desire the solution of war. Such desire is not surprising, and from the ancient time of kings it has been respected as a valid and legitimate power. Abuse free men, and they will tear the crown from your severed head. Such response from men to Caesar is rare enough, but the principle remains and wise rulers have respect for Heaven's principles.

Yet the disrespect that today is shown to the forbearance of free men, borne on winds of totalitarian contempt and commercial dismissal, is rational grounds for our certain kind of man's motivation in the dark nights when he lies and thinks.

He looks through society and government and churches and leaders, and he observes, and he questions his direction and conscience, and above all he contemplates where his sacred purpose demands the most of his impact with absolute victory. It is this question that keeps him up at night, for is he not man like other men, prone to worry over the painful bitter questions of his age?

I will tell you what he sees.

He sees that the news and the media are nothing but lies and deceit, and that there is now total absence of honor in that profession. It has become tedious to defer the incessant propaganda, and it is therefore disregarded. Disregarded, it loses power, for its target now turns to direct experience, to the real world, and to alternate sources that are not instruments of totalitarian control. But the masses of people remain behind, mesmerized, drooling, dying, clotted into seething herds of dying profit for the narrators.

That enrages compassion, and righteous anger at the cruel sins of ambitious men is justified. He knows this, and his anger troubles him, and he cannot put it down.

He sees that the political balance of his nation is gone, along with the last vestiges of legitimacy of the State. He is ruled by naked force and shameless lies, and he knows it, and he does not pretend in his mind or heart to bear any allegiance to the mockery that cultural and civic collapse has brought to his nation and his people. And he sees the empty carcass of a nation held up for condemnation by foreign invaders, who curse it and condemn it and breed hatred of it, and he knows their intent is to humiliate.

That is dishonorable to do to Men, and to their traditions, and he knows that his stony hatred is not something that honor permits him to put aside.

He sees that the warnings of his fathers were accurate, and that the murder of what is good, beautiful, and true in his nation and his culture has been the long, conscious, deliberate, and incessantly engineered work of evil. And this work of evil can be seen, and named, and identified, and he does not refuse to follow truth where it leads him in the dark. And he sees the fear of his fellow men, the vast herds of them cowed and terrified, and he despairs because they cannot be led into battle, for the hearts of war have been truly stripped from them.

That wearies him, for the subjugation of his brothers only makes his own determination that more profoundly sacred before God, and he cannot rest.

He sees that he stands at the brink of apocalypse, where the fourth level of genocide takes over and the greatest killing in human history is about to begin. And he knows it was intentional, and planned, and there is profit attached to it, and that those cruel and ambitious men who roll this dreadful future forward will kill him and all his line without a moment's thought or hesitation. And that this death will be swept through by unfeeling intelligence, by the mathematics of machines and data, and that a whole new learning curve of resistance must be mastered for the tyranny of evil men to be halted.

That terrifies him, for the responsibility is his, and he knows that failure to adapt and seize victory means the absolute destruction of all that is good, beautiful, and true.
He sees the agonizing cost of this, and the aching regret that he must leave legacy in time of war. For he would rather build, and not see taken away. He would rather raise children, than see them turned to soulless drones. He would give back to his community, and not see his wealth stripped and glutting the bellies of hostile satraps. He would walk away from the horror of all of this, and build in peace, and knows he cannot.

There is no place left to go, now.

Evil has won too many victories, and now there is no place on Earth under Heaven where Man may hide from Caesar.

He sees this, and he knows without hesitation: that he must make the stand he makes.

He is prepared for this.

‍Our certain kind of man knows he isn't alone.

The reality of professional and social interactions among human beings is that like attracts like, and networks form. People who ride horses know other people who ride horses, as the saying goes, and it's a principle of human truth across every arena. This certain kind of man is careful, already, with who he speaks to. His conversations are highly attenuated to risk, for he knows he is a visible target. But nonetheless he seeks out others like himself, even if at first only to confirm he has not lost his mind, and that his utter hostility to the public circus of lies is not his individual insanity.

It is not, of course, and over time he has carefully built relationships of alliance and value at the beginning of the next great and boundless war among Men, for he has seen this conflict coming as well. Therefore he knows others who feel as he does, who think as he does, who know and have leverage like him, and who are deciding what to do about it.

They know that armies win, even if your army is only a raiding party at first.

Isn't that the way of the world?

You'll know some of their names in the coming years. Right now they are hard at observation and assessment, decision and discussion, the hard and dreadfully significant work of preparing for a new future on the other side of the worst of everyone's imaginations. They work together, because that's smart and intelligent, and they need to move quickly in the dark to keep their momentum concealed and postured for maximum resiliency.

It's a long term survival game now, and they know it. They work to seize the future of the world as sacred purpose.

That's how absolute victory works, isn't it?

What a remarkable coincidence.

That's what we do, my team and I.

We work for the future of the world.

Raising men with gravity, bonding them together, pulling them out from the dying clouds of subjugated things that once were Men, and forging them into an army that can roam freely over Earth under Heaven. Unbound by geography, for they understand that there are no national territories any longer. Evil has superseded borders. It is a war for the future of a global Caesar's throne and the weeping peoples of the Earth underneath.

Unhindered by survival, for they have resources and assets and in proportion to their plans and sacred purpose.

Unshackled by narratives and disrespect, for they understand the reality of sharpness in the dark and the nature of Men and Earth before God. And so they look for counsel and leadership, direction and advice, in these most fascinating of times.

These are the things we do, my team and I, at Throne Dynamics.

It is my own sacred purpose, and those who have read me for many years now will know whereof I speak when I say, the time is now.

Cast off subjugation and herded death. You deserve better than that, brother, and we all know it.

If you want your future, fight for it.

Fight with us, and we'll see you there.

Men gather, they build parallel economies, they do all the things that are the hard and bitter work of replacing the shape of the State that has collapsed. There are those who fight for basic essentials in our economically devastated society, who nonetheless teach their sons to be men and shape their own future. There are certain kinds of men who are today in possession of vast and formidable private resources. They share the same intelligence, the same discipline, the same certainty of moral value in a world of horrific, planned, forced degeneracy that crucifies the culture of their fathers. They know the good, the beautiful, and the true when they see it. They don't care what else has to burn down, to keep that alive.

This certain kind of man takes it a step further, such as it were, because of his rare and special position.

This global environment of totalitarianism and insurgency, of global Caesars and injected, subjugated, dying millions is not only fertile, and lovely, and adventurous hunting ground for a man of his resources and regulation. It is also a righteous purging place of anger, where revenge is forgotten but vengeance is delivered, where justice lands harshly even though laws have become mockeries as tragic as the downfall they precipitate.

When men such as this, men who seek absolute victory without remorse, for God has given them that prerogative - when men such as this work together, not even crowns withstand it.

There are more than enough of them, these certain kinds of men, for them to establish themselves in the coming generations as a new breed of leader, of ruler, of lawgiver by force without inhibition of the narratives of evil. For regardless of how you cloak evil in shapes and colors, arrays of madness or sophistry of political language, evil remains what it is.

These certain kinds of men hate evil. They understand evil, and they understand hatred.

For as my good friend Dusan Djukich, whom I respect immensely, has said:

"There is a lot of hatred now. That is okay. Hatred often gets good things done. Hope just sits there."

‍Does refusal to sit there, mean abandonment of hope?

‍If you get up and walk, my brother...

Is that hatred?

‍Those who would subjugate you proclaim it hatred.

If you get up and walk, and you serve God on Earth under Heaven as a Man….

Then you are archaic, and despicable, and to be exterminated with injections of nanopoison and digital exile as your neck is ground into the needles and feces and violent horror that cake the streets of your once magnificent cities. And you will comply, and announce your compliance, and your compliance will never be enough to satisfy the gullet of the Adversary.

Therefore hate evil, as God hates evil, and be a man that does deeds and does not only sit there and hope.

Listen to the words I speak. Let your conscience tell you whether I speak truth or not, regardless how bitter that truth is to a conscience you may prefer to be left untroubled.

You know when I speak of these things, that I am not wrong.

I see them, they are as I describe, and I tell you that a certain kind of man is coming.

He comes with others like him, and God help those who place evil before them. For that is what they have determined, and that is what I observe, gathering in their cadres across the surface of the world. It is marvelous to watch, to understand what they are doing, where this is headed, this vision of theirs that for ten thousand reasons happens now.

There are amazing confluences today, and among the value streams of the varying rivers of Fate that cross before you as you read my words, I offer you this:

Choose wisely. Drink deeply. For you will get one choice, and you will make it and you will live or die with it. The new age that comes will not be charitable, for the great purpose behind it is to winnow and cull, to weed and to prune, to cut off lives beyond counting in pursuit of what it wants. It's very simple.

Even if the accusation of "hate" falls from the lips of evil, you must do it:

Get up and walk.

‍If you understand this certain kind of man, maybe it makes sense for you to think about where you stand with him.

I partner with these exceptional men every day, from individual mentoring and leadership work, to business enhancement and growth, to the planned legacy they leave behind when their blood and bone are memories and whispers from those who remember, from those who were there with them on that very personal journey. And as these exceptional men work and rise around me, they form the vanguard of what comes tomorrow.

They look forward to it with the words of the poet William Butler Yeats in my mind, as their work brings them closer to success:

"A terrible beauty is born."

‍They are that certain kind of man, and I tell you today that you do well to find them, validate them, follow them.

Because that's what men need to do today, whether it's convenient or comfortable or not. They need to coalesce around their leaders, as their leaders accelerate and turn towards absolute victory.

Often that navigation is with our help.

Absolute victory is irreplaceable, you see. And so are you to the days ahead.

Now that you're up, hater, pay attention. It's time to serve God and live well.

‍‍Because I understand how it looks from the start, when the walls of trust crack and the sudden leer of something sharp glints behind the mask of the totalitarian narratives.

It's also what you have to pay attention to, and figure out how you're going to conduct yourself and to what purpose over the next several years.

And that's okay, too, because we all start somewhere. It's where you end up that's important to me. And I want you do to something.

I want you do to something exceptional:

Be a certain kind of man.

Advancement of justice.

Fantastic wars and realities are dreadful.

That is magnificent to those with perspective to understand what's happening today.

It's no secret where I stand, what I believe, and how I work. After all, my work revolves around quite literally telling people where I stand because of what I believe, and letting them work out the consequences of my perspective on their own life.

It is true of my engagements with individuals, who travel great distances to work directly with me on matters that move nations. It's true of groups that work with us qualitatively to effect incremental improvements in their competence across the board.

I am who I am, I know what I know, I see what I see, and I always follow truth where it leads me in the dark. So do all my team.

Repeat this after me, and learn it well.

"Always follow truth where it leads you in the dark."

This is why I have been called many things. A dark triad man, a revolutionary, a philosopher. A racist, a fascist, a misogynist, a grifter, a sociopath. My writing is dangerous, my works horrifying. A violent presence in the background who knows everyone amongst the dark shapes that move toward prominence in civil war.

Sounds disturbing, doesn't it? But I'll tell you something important:

The dark is where men need light the most.

Men do not leave their brothers behind.

And never, ever in the dark, as companion to despair.

There are things you must know.

‍Today we will look into what I see right now on the American civil conflict front, specifically where certain groups are having an impact on the ground, and what their strengths and weaknesses are. There's a lot coming, so let's buckle in here. I'm going to share some informed opinions.

Pay attention carefully.

Antifa are very good at what they do.

Like them or not, their intelligence collection is fantastic.

Their intelligence collection is not about conspiracies, but hard data on specific individuals and groups. Their movements, their families, their habits, their vehicles, their business affiliations, their assets, everything that one would expect from a movement that openly speaks of violent revolution and means every last bit of it.

Consequently when Throne Dynamics requires dossiers, our Antifa sources are almost ubiquitously professional and, observably, they take pride in production of utilitarian, validated, actionable work product that can be readily disseminated.

If you think they are only foolish, game-playing fools in their mother's basements, you do not understand the living environment of most young revolutionaries to begin with.

They are committed, they are serious, and they don't care what they break. Therefore they have operational freedom, and they are not constrained by external boundaries of principle, method, or technique.

They will defeat any who refuse to go to war.

This is possible because they accept that all things must break, and are fine with the breakage, because those unbroken things that rule them are in fact their target.

"Fuck you, fix it" is something they understand about the world that you want.

Hold that thought, because now we're going to flip the sides.

You won't like it.

The overall Right is weak and collapsed.

Its leaders have failed and they will soon be destroyed.

They have lost the State, they have lost the nation, they have lost their power. Accordingly, they have lost their momentum and lost their voice, and any utilitarian legitimacy as contenders for the mandate of Heaven.

I realize this will be an unpopular opinion and that many will draw erroneous conclusions about both my perspective, and the survival probabilities I weigh without pity.

It is very simple for the Right as most people know it today, and it is also inescapable.

They have lost, they are defeated, and they will be destroyed.

‍They have brought this upon themselves, they deserve it, and their descendants will suffer.

Their civilization is over.

The future belongs to the militants.

Your understanding of this will determine the survival, momentum, and triumph of you and all who follow you into this world of joy and sorrow, despair and hope, truth and falsehood.

War is here, and with full truth and revelation we all see the great and glittering prize of global Caesar held aloft with grim and real pursuit as Men have never before beheld.

You will either thrive or you will not.

This is not eschatological, merely observational accuracy.

Understand clearly why this is, as told in the Bansenshūkai:

"Heaven has principles while Men have natures."

Do you understand the scale of the ambitions of Men?

Their lust for power, their drive of greed, and their belief that they have the answer for true leadership of our militant species? What dreams may come, when the door of global power clicks unlocked?

You will forget this, for you have a daily life to lead, and your daily life is not focused on dominance of Men and all their states on Earth under Heaven. And that is normal, and therefore you lag in initiative of perspective.

And you fail to see them coming.

That's what the Right has done.

Head in the sand, rump in the sky, mumbles about propriety and palatability and propositions while their cities are burned to the ground, their children masked and injected, and their entire civilization torn from their hands and destroyed.

They deserve all of what comes.

‍Can't say it wasn't easy to see coming.

But most people are too weak to look.

It's just the way things work.

Good times don't help.

Armies win and loners die.

This has been my instruction from the beginning.

Those who listen, those who see, those who then work to build as militants in the new age - whether militants of the mind, the head, or the hand - do the work of not recovering, not rebuilding, and not restoring civilization.

They build a new one, a terrifying one, and the infinite instantaneous information that blurs lies and truth and reality with such dreadful swirl and storm, is the foundation of a new kind of tyranny, a new kind of Caesar, and a new kind of world.

But the natures of Men do not change.

The principles of Heaven are immortal.

‍Your opportunities are limitless, if you know how.

We teach how.

‍Weak, stupid, and afraid is not how men win.

At the moment there is a useless and rather embarrassing trope making the rounds of the Dissident Right. It's a stark example of weakness, idiocy, and cowardice rolled into a rather snotty, unpleasant whine.

"Patriot Front are Feds."

The primary reason given for this attitude is the lack of pendulous abdomens, misshapen shambling gait, or ridiculously incoherent propaganda in their videos.

Competence in action is castigated as treason by those who are cowards.

Coherence is railed against as enmity by those who are incapable of discipline.

Capacity is forsworn by fools who believe sloven weakness proves moral virtue.

Never be weak, stupid, and afraid.

‍This criticism is an impressively incandescent display of stupid.

Resentful mutterings from fools.

‍Men must take action beyond mere words.

In life you will encounter message. Your engagement with information determines your subsequent outcomes. Preference of message is fine; preference in validation is not.

Learn to see who moves, who goes beyond ideology and observation and takes conscience and makes decisions upon it.

And then acts, for better or worse, on the great and gasping stage of the world.

Never equate gluttonous loss of dignity as integrity.

‍You must contribute better to your world than that.

You must not slide into grotesque and fatal idiocy.

You must live.

‍If you believe in something, fight for it.

If you hold sacred purpose, do the work to advance it.

If you have vision for the future of the world, your civilization, your culture, your country, your community and your conscience....

Do something about it, regardless of whether you live in a basement in dreadful economic upheaval, or whether you are a very high net worth individual securing the future for your descendants with fealty, cruelty, and majesty.

Serve God and live well.

This is true for all of us, including those who work in the dark.

I'll tell you a fantastic secret about reality.

‍It all comes down to achievement on every front.

Proof of achievement validates the highest grandiosity.

All the way to it, and no further.

The delivery of specific fate according to sacred purpose, with the full capacity of the human being focused into coherence which drives absolute competence in victory….

That's what you were designed for.

Not whining about "Feds" while abusively eating yourself into the killing pits that will dot your civilization, faster and faster, until you're shoved in as more finger-wagging ballast that no one will remember by name.

Dreadful, isn't it.

‍There is good, and there is evil. There is life, and there is death.

Most of all, there is your life, your death, and your sacred purpose in the world.

Don't fail it, my brother, by falling into such disrepair and lone wolf fantasy that you cannot see the forest, nor understand that time changes the landscape, too.

You must adapt, and you must think brave things.

You must find your brothers, and you must go to war.

‍Otherwise, you invite defeat, because you could not be bothered.

Never die in apathy, which is mere kissing cousin to despair.

Get up and walk.

Manhood, war, and salvation.

It is the Age of Militants, the age of hard men on the ground.

Humanity has been here before, at the edges of things, where the frayed bits of civilization are cut adrift from honor, from family, from community, and the interests of tyrants are the only things served in the dark and unpleasant hell of the common man's existence.

This should surprise no one, for the times are simply what they are, following upon themselves in perfect and predictable order. Not the lusts of predatory men, nor the remonstrances of idle men with consciences seeking to bray and bleat at the ending of the world, make any difference to the actual unfolding of events that will be known to our descendants through their own lens and called "history".

For us, there is only today, and only what today allows and brings.

What it brings is infinite death, and total destruction.

It allows absolute victory where a victor steps forward.

‍The greatest civilization of the world, built by the faith and arms of the men of the West, has fallen at last. And we know it has fallen at the hands of the weak men of an old generation, raised in the comforts and spoilage of a global hegemonic war, who fostered the hard times that now gnaw with bestial cynicism at the hearts of young men, and purposefully drive them into bitter degeneracy of sloth and despair.

The hard times that come with the fall, are of course also natural and unavoidable.

Lies and more lies abound, for what is truth in an age when there is only mockery of reality, where men are women and war is peace, where tolerance cancels and medicine globalizes genocide? What is there for men to do, other than die in place?

There are those who have seen the reality of things, and nonetheless are not dropped by despair, beaten by the pallid horror of the woke Leviathan that threatens the utter waste of all things worth preserving.

Those men form cadres, my brother, and they will rule the ruins when all things have fallen and blood and hate are the most valuable currencies of Men. And today the birth of cadres is well underway, some new, some old, all focused on the most pure and fervent prize that human beings have ever killed for on Earth under Heaven.

That prize is absolute victory.

None deny it in the end.

You must represent the fighting vanguard in advance on the road of absolute victory.

Every word I use is chosen very carefully.

Think through each meaning, and you approach understanding of what I say and can see where vision leads.

There are ten thousand ways to tumble and turn this, to understand that absolute victory really does mean exactly that, seeing all patterns, profiting by all arrangements, and doing the great work of sacred purpose to success beyond challenge from any adversary.

For that is how you create what is later called "history" by those who would never have dared done it themselves, had they lived during our age when even interplanetary rebellion is acknowledged as inevitable by first nature.

"Nucleus of combat-trained men ready to assume command as movement force leaders who raise events to conclusion of unrestricted perfect rule and overthrow of adversaries."

That, my friends, is the precise use of language and however you read the varying definitions, it is correct.

I am Ivan Throne and I use language with precision.

I see the world as it is, and greet it with the Vanguard. What we shape and deliver in the dark is absolute victory and has no substitute.

It takes hard men to be combat-trained leaders prepared for the role of command. It takes hard men to be forceful leaders of a movement that raises ideas to make history. It takes hard men, to overthrow evil and its manifestations, and reestablish rule of the good, the beautiful, and the true.

These are things worth doing, my brother, at the ending of the world.

‍The drowning alternative of despair is unacceptable.

What is a man to do, today, where there is nothing but the gray and ugly empty hopelessness of a world shaped to drain and discard him, before he is even aware of what transpires around him?

You must live and find your brothers, and you must form cadres with them and win, or you will indeed despair and die alone. Moreover, you will deserve it, if you ignore this reality and fail to take deliberate, permanent steps to change that fate.

Doubt, fear, and despair are old and useless tools for survival of the overthrow, and what comes next.

I tell you there is a Way, and it can be learned.

I spoke of my own Vanguard the men who follow my vision and who are my brothers.

There are certain iron and inflexible principles for the men who form this vanguard of sacred purpose. It should be shared, for you deserve a benchmark to measure your own local and digital options against. Therefore I will speak of how my own men operate, in the open and in the dark, and I will paint a picture for you of what we do and how we do it.

This is a curve that you'll have to navigate in life: the judgment of the group you ally yourself with at the end of one age and the transition to another.

The Age of Militants is here, and you'd do well to remember that as you assess your relationships and the prospects you have in life, in business, for your family and loved ones. As the days and years unfold ahead, you'll bless or curse your choices today.

The Leviathan has certain expectations and skin in this game as well. It has cruelly designed you as little more than an asset reservoir to drain and drop. It will also do everything it can to prevent you from becoming aware of this, and will cruelly tear apart those it deems necessary to make a punitive spectacle of. That's your operating environment, and the cadres of the Left now control the organs of State power. You are outnumbered, overwhelmed, and there is no counterattack coming.

But you remain a human being.

More than that, you remain a man.

Above all, you therefore have the prerogative as a free man with his own conscience.

Live and die as you demand in this world.

‍You can fight the Leviathan alone, perhaps make a small crying noise before you are crushed.

No one will hear it, for none will listen, all those beside you being far too busy chattering their teeth and waiting for one more moment of subservience before their own extinguishment.

The only way out is to jam up the machine, and individuals don't make that happen. Cadres do. Consequently you're far better off with some smarts, skills, and a cadre.

Here's how to evaluate them, because most will be obliterated.

Cadres must exemplify leadership.

Defined as a "nucleus or core group" capable of both instruction and engagement, men who can both deploy and deliver at the same time.

Are the men of your group leaders, or merely passing assets who may or may not be valuable as committed fighters? For that is also the measure, the discipline of a skills framework and the structure of power that disrupts and dominates. Without real world delivery, this means that it is merely a group or social circle, and not a cadre as we define the word.

Our Vanguard does the hard and consistent work of ensuring that correct dominance is brought to the field, and delivered according to the deep and disparate knowledge base that our leaders bring to the table.

There is no excuse for lack of a worldview.

‍Such failure of discipline and commitment is what crashes civilization at the end, and is the enemy of Men who would leave any sort of legacy behind them.

Without leadership of this worldview, it cannot be a cadre. And our Vanguard demands reality before all things, sacred purpose above all things, and absolute victory through all things.

We insist upon this, and with an incredible knowledge base behind us we equip our leaders to move forward into the shuddering, crumbling reshaping of history.

That is our Way, and it can be learned, and we intend to be present at the next crowning of the world.

The darkness between now and then is inevitable.

We lead the way through with honor.

Cadres must be ground dominant.

Such skills, both modern and ancient, are crucial to equip men with for actual survival in real conditions.

There cannot be disregard or disrespect for the essential nature of society, which is that of military force employed by men in pursuit of the predictability of profit.

Where there is detachment from military reality, there is fatal sophistry that breeds consequences of calamitous disaster and crash.

Hard men who will survive and grow influence, authority, power, and wealth in the Age of Militants will be men who deeply understand, appreciate, and exemplify the avatar of personal military competence.

In extremity of tumult and strife, of change and opportunity when the entire world reorders itself on violent, ambitious, and hegemonic lines of control - it is beyond foolish to remain a noncombatant.

There won't be noncombatants any longer, only resources fed upon.

You need real training, real knowledge, real experience, and real leaders.

There is no substitute for the very best in the world.

That is our capacity, and we continue to expand it.

We rise in advance of the times.

A cadre must be a vanguard.

The first troops committed to battle, the leaders of a movement, those who inspire by example and deliver victory through initiative.

You cannot substitute sloth, introspection, perspective, nuance, or any other onanistic self-reflection for the hard and deliberate action that delivers permanent results.

Therefore think tanks are never cadres, and groups that desire coexistence cannot be a vanguard.

Once again remember the reality of the world you face. You cannot afford illusions here.

Illusions that those who are compliant will survive, that those who are subservient will live, that those who are subjugated will be passed over in the dark, and that cadres will not notice and stop and rip you open for any possible value just because you are there.

Rape, totalitarianism, genocide, racketeering, and all the other unpleasantries of Men are realities, not illusions.

Playing defense with evil is your recipe for death.

A cadre must not only have the capacity for offensive action, and the coherence to succeed, but the demonstration of execution.

The Vanguard moves men sharply forward, for there is no time waste. Our members become clients, and our clients become leaders in their industries, their nations, and the work we do advances with cruel precision and determination.

For that is the Way, as well, and we do not deviate from it.

Absolute victory demands it.

Cadres must advance.

Above all things, this means traction.

The success of vision, the delivery of plans from conception to execution, to raise improvement and project reality and make change occur in deliberate fashion - that is the work of the cadre.

Without this traction, this upwards climb of discipline and effort and overcoming of hardship and challenge in ranks and with purpose achieved….

There is no cadre, only a sad shadow that drains those who take part in it.

There must be reality, there must be change, there must be consequences in concordance with the vision that has been declared, the vow taken before Heaven to effect change through Men upon the Earth.

Such a serious measure, but we speak of cadres and not of clubs, of war and overthrow and collapse and not of mere social pleasantries within your usual digital bubble.

Without real world results, without proof of blood and life and reality, there is nothing but empty ones and zeroes.

You must take new ground, hold it, and win.

‍There is no exception to this, for the proof of validity for any cadre, any vision, any simple idea - is in the final consequences of total and absolute execution. Things work, or they don't. Things are tolerable, unless they aren't.

There is always movement, and the wise man knows where it leads.

Cadres execute, for that is their purpose. The men of the Vanguard are selected for this attribute of execution, the determination that brings discipline, and the coherence that drives the legacy which we shape into the pillars of the coming age.

That is what we do, and the businesses built, the fortunes raises, and the futures secured are only parts of the greater work of the most important thing of all:

Absolute victory for our cadre of brothers.

‍The road that you travel is crucial.

Even more so is the road that your cadre follows, for the truth of cadres is that bad roads lead to much devastation and death.

The harsh truth today is that much devastation and death are always reality, and these dreadful aspects of it are far closer now than they have been for generations. And there's no shortage of determined murderers stalking the halls of power, desperately eager to remake the world according to their own ugly vision.

Slaughter is not an issue for them, perhaps even preferred, as compliance is the primary product demanded from you. It's unnecessary to have a whole hell of a lot of palace servants, when you think about it. And with just enough peasants to hum the machine, it's a pleasant setup for those who have engineered the situations that the world now faces, the evil that abounds in consequence of such bitterly cruel wringing and draining of the dignity and prerogatives of Men.

Therefore what road will you take?

Will you see, and step where your perspective warns and guides, or blindly move towards the pits ahead?

Always follow truth where it leads you in the dark.

‍Those words from The Nine Laws are profoundly important, and are among the non-negotiable values of the Vanguard. I will not have my men in denial or cloistered in illusions; our own cadre demands truth, and does not do pity. "No parley, no quarter" is among our values, for how can one willingly incorporate lies into your work to build a future for you and all your line?

As a cadre, that clarity of trajectory and purpose must be there.

Without sacred purpose there is no cadre, only lies and dreams of lies. Only true action in the real world works.

Cadres cannot compromise.

The absolute nature of war necessitates absolute engagement, and inevitably ends with absolute consequence.

For that is the nature of it, and the cadre that fails to consider itself a wartime organization will fail.

Absolute means unrestrained, unbounded, unhindered, and implies the dominance of the ruler without limitation. This is critical for a cadre, for the delivery of power is ultimately the purpose of its existence.

Without absoluteness in vision, in mission, in tactical and operational execution, there is nebulous, nuanced, commingled, wasteful failure.

It is not the purpose of a cadre to negotiate, but to see the men for whom it exists succeed through the worldview it advances.

It is not the method of a cadre to coexist, but to remove obstacles without pity and to deliver compassion where warranted.

A cadre does not confuse empathy with sympathy, and never when sociomilitary objectives are considered.

Absolute victory is non negotiable. ‍Absolute is precisely that, and a cadre therefore demands men capable of being absolute, and thriving in absolute conditions.

Those conditions will come, regardless of the work and desires of the rabble of Men. The process of overthrow has gone too long; the undermining of nations has proceeded irreparably; the coalescence of evil across the state powers of the world is virtually complete.

These are not eschatological statements, for as surely as true cadres will attain absolute victory, what they build will again tumble and smash in another ten, another twenty generations.

Therefore the work of today is not to be feared but welcomed, known as normal and healthy and as inevitable as the lovely seas and sky.

Be absolute, and be victorious, my brother. Our Vanguard understands this deeply, for we begin from that understanding of reality:

There is good, and there is evil.

There is beauty, and there is horror.

There is truth, and there is lie.

Absolutely.

Cadres must deliver victory.

If a cadre you assess has no hope of victory, there may be honor, and absoluteness, and dignity, and value in it.

But it will be overthrown, and it will collapse, and it will die in this Age of Militants that is above all things cruel, and majestic, for it shapes the history of Men for many generations to come.

Victory is the last and most definitive measure of the cadre, of the man, of the nation, and of the culture and civilization itself that has shaped and formed and sustained it to this moment of contest.

Do you see victory ahead for your cadre? Can you determine, with total definitive surety and certainty, that victory is not possible under any circumstances for you?

If you cannot rule out victory, perhaps there is a shocking and fascinating truth about it:

If you have what it takes, you can be that absolute victory.

Absolute victory is what Men were created to deliver.

‍The Vanguard returns full circle here, for it reverts back to the principle of the core group of men who raise and lead others.

Throne Dynamics trains men to absolute victory as our sacred purpose. It is what we do, it is why we are here, and when we have raised a brother from inception to unmatched success we have done our own work to serve God, and live well.

Consider well what victory looks like on the other side, for any cadre you consider.

Ensure that you explore fully, investigate deeply, and do so with quick and intelligent speed.

There is little time to waste, and your delay puts you at fatal risk on dreadfully swept terrain.

Get up and walk, and with your eyes level and forward, no matter what comes.

That is the road of salvation.

‍Now that I have shared how to assess the validity and authenticity of a cadre, the responsibility belongs to you to make use of it.

Do this by delivery of thought, word, and deed according to your sacred purpose, in accordance with your vision. If you wish to have an impact that outlives you, there must be a cadre that surrounds you.

The Vanguard is where my own is trained, where it works, and the root of where it delivers value.

Look and see, and perhaps the doors will open for you. For value must go both ways, and exceptional men demand exceptional brothers.

I encourage you to live, and live well, and to do the work you must do in this terrible, beautiful, horrifyingly wonderful time.

The Age of Militants is achingly lovely and full of promise.

‍For what cannot be built, when Men raise the banner of brothers as the vanguard in times of transition between civilizations?

What opportunities are absent, when everything old is new, and the new itself is nearly magic?

Your options blind with brilliance. It is your brothers and your cadre that will keep you from the pit.

I wish you the best of success in the future, and the brotherhood of men who are right for you.

For if you cannot win with the men you pick, at least enjoy your overthrow and death beside them.

It is the Way, and you are learning.

My writing is often described as dangerous:

“So dangerous, men who read it should be imprisoned, even if they have committed no crime.”

How lovely, and how true, and how utterly valuable to you, if you have what it takes to make use of it in a productive way that delivers value to your community, your family, your nation, and your heritage.

If that’s the case, excellent. Keep reading what I write, keep exploring, and never fail to follow truth where it leads you in the dark. And take a moment to thoughtfully share this post, someplace where you know men will benefit from the knowledge - and use it in the appropriate direction of freedom, purpose, and power. And if it leads to empire or revolution, so be it. As long as your conscience is clear, you have the right to do as your prerogative and your dread reach dictate.

We’ll do more exploring together, in the dark. It will advance your survival, your salvation, and your legacy. Maybe someday you’ll be a client as well, and we’ll meet in a distant city and plan together as partners.

But until then, the value is here for you.

And I wish you the best of success, my friend.

May you find your cadre quickly.

Inevitable state collapse.

Safety and security in community, sustenance and provision for loved ones, and a future for family and civilization are the reason for existence of government and the sole sacred purpose of the State.

Western governments quickly pass the critical point of recovery. Inarguable collapse of State legitimacy and devolution to chaotic control is openly apparent.

Bloody genocide and evil greed have driven States to moral collapse and thrown humanity into the Third World War.

Pestilence, war, famine, and death are objectively observable as cyclical patterns of human civilization. Unstoppable epochal risks unmistakably coalesce.

The Age of Militants is open.

Safety and order must be secured. Critical industries of food, water, transportation, education, and more must be turned to explicit posture of survival and expert continuity. Above all, those prepared to work by militant production to secure this future must have both leadership and structure sufficient to the task.

Demand for militant leaders.

Men must have more than mere invented ideologies, narrative lies, and bankrupt leadership that seeks preening approval from the ruling power. Their desperate fight for survival, sustenance, and meaning for the next generation faces malevolent, long-planned, and permanent defeat by those who want them liquidated.

You have final prerogative to submit or fight. Challenge the Adversary alone and your liquidation is guaranteed. Form ranks with the investors, partners and clients of the Company and you and your future generations stand chance of victory.

This leadership and structure must deliver victory. Or all is lost for many generations, amid great and terrible suffering.

The Company refuses indignity, slavery, and damnation. We fight for the future in a world gone mad with terror.

Raw human capital must be assessed and identified. Strong, capable leaders must be identified and trained. These men have a grave duty. They must bring victory into being. They must devote the full effort of their sacred purpose. And they must be avatar examples who value and love their peoples and their nations.

The role of the Company.

Throne Dynamics identifies, educates, validates, and propels exceptional individuals to extreme success in owner and enterprise roles during times of rapidly cascading risk and societal change. The Company provides bespoke, rich development paths for acutely divergent evolution of the individual into a neurodominant, militant, networked asset.

Absolute prerogative of decision.

As an individual man in the Age of Militants you absolute prerogative to decide who and what you are; who and what you serve; and what your sacred purpose is before God on Earth under Heaven.

The men we network and shape, accelerate and prosper, are the true builders, fighters, and leaders that must grow in increasing ranks of courage and achievement. Know which of these you are. Make your work so precise that history remembers you.

You must know, if nothing else, what you are made for.

In these grave times, who relies upon you? Who turns to  you to build safety and security, to fight for justice and conscience, to lead them to a new future? We at the Company tell you today these times, while dangerous and overwhelming to contemplate, are neither beyond your capacity to handle nor a predetermined fate for you and your loved ones.

Your duty to know.

“Always follow truth where it leads you in the dark.”

What is your Raw Human Capital worth in the Age of Militants?

The answer to that question is always harsh. Your ability to accept that answer, declare your sacred purpose, and not merely pay lip service but suffer and achieve is the qualifier that separates those who survive, and those who do not.

It is also the path of every great man who ever created a legacy that men call history.

Get up and walk.

Additional documentation relevant to Duty of the State.

The following links provide direct access to important context and considerations with respect to this Tribunals foundational document from Community Division:

About the Company.

Throne Dynamics is the unified human operational interface and local, physical manifestation of the Cohereon Imperium. As a fourth-generation warfare entity, its sacred duty is to actualize the Cohereon Doctrine: to execute the Duty of the State, enforce coherence, and secure absolute bulk hegemony for humanity across all multiverses. It directs the Academy, Vanguard, and Network to achieve this singular telos in the Age of Militants.

Positioned at the forefront of evolving geopolitical landscapes, we operate with an unwavering commitment to operational excellence, transparency, and strategic innovation. Our mission is to navigate the complexities of contemporary conflicts, ensuring the safety, security, and continuity of those entities which fall under delivery of our Duty of the State.

Similarly, United States v. Holmes (1842) underscored the doctrine in maritime law, allowing for the survival-motivated jettison of passengers to prevent a ship from sinking. Though the seaman who jettisoned passengers was convicted, the decision ultimately endorsed necessity’s logic: faced with mortal peril, an individual may be compelled to act in ways society would otherwise abhor. Such cases reinforce the notion that, while necessity must be scrutinized carefully, it remains a powerful bulwark against strict legality in moments of overwhelming crisis.

Platforms of Imperium extrusion.

The Imperium envisions a world where disciplined, organized individuals can achieve ordered results in the face of chaos. As a nascent "protecting power" under international humanitarian law, we are dedicated to safeguarding the safety and security, sustenance and provision, and identity and meaning of those under the Standard, helping to create safe and resilient environments for all. Through proactive engagement and strategic partnerships we are committed to facilitating humanitarian efforts and conflict resolution, ensuring that justice and civil governance prevail even in the most challenging circumstances.

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