or, How I learned to love the word...
Christian Dietrich Grabbe once wrote:
Faust sat in his study on the Aventine Hill. It was night, and he searched for light. He looked toward Golgatha. Disappointed , he turned away because there was no light there. Around him there slept people who awaited their supposed salvation. "Well and good," said Faust, "they were blessed, those drowsy souls who were weak enough to be dazzled by the illumination--an illumination that took the place of light and was blindly believed, because they hoped blindly. I, however, would rather bleed than suffer such agonies! I fled to you, Rome, to accept all mankind in me, because you are the broken mirror of our most comprehensive past. Gallant depictions of heroes sparkle in the gleam of the blood of nations and in the faces of simple people--faces that appear more often in the broken pieces of this mirror the more deeply one looks into it. You are the city were thousands of years merge into a single moment--popes in the ivy pantheon from yesterday! All realms sank before you into dust. Why? Nobody knows, because you were not better than they. By your sword you achieved everything, and by your sword you fell in night and barbarism."
So it is today, except what is the new Rome - that which traces its roots to the old: judaism and christianity - is more ignoble now than in centuries past. Zionist israel and its western henchmen now create the 'broken mirror' which someday will represent 'our most comprehensive past'.
The peoples of the West are being shattered. The peoples of Palestine suffer before the world - and shame to the world for doing nothing in their defense.
It is by the sword that the world falls into night and barbarism.