SUA TELA TONANTI
HIS MISSILES TO THE ONES THUNDERING
To worship the Indo-European Gods is to commit to a life of oaths and power.
These oaths are fashioned by your own will.
Oaths are an exterior aspect of your truest self.
They are a tangible symbol of one’s character, and worth.
Oftentimes they are more you than even yourself; for what people speak of you is far more powerful a force than what you believe yourself to be.
If a man cannot uphold his oaths in this life, then he is no man at all.
Oaths are broken only by death lest you fall to lesser standing amongst your equals. Which I proclaim again, is no standing at all.
If no repercussions come from such a case, then you have found your equals at rock bottom.
From Latin Iūpiter (“father Jove”),
From Proto-Italic *djous patēr (literally “sky father”) (cognate with Ancient Greek Ζεῦ πάτερ (Zeû páter, “father Zeus”)),
From *djous (“day, sky”) + *patēr (“father”),
From Proto-Indo-European *dyḗws (literally “the bright one”), from *dyew- (“to be bright, day sky”), and *ph₂tḗr (“father”). Doublet of Dyaus Pita.
The sky has always been of the utmost importance to humanity.
Our ancestors navigated into the unknown via the stars, sought to communicate with the Gods and fates through their random trajectories and positions. Some even believed that the sky in-itself to be something of a holy realm that will forever impose itself unto the fertile earth in which all things spring forth from.
I speak to the legend of the Æsir and Vanir is such a sense.
The sky is overtly masculine in every way, and we have always understood ourselves -as a collective- to be the children of the in-between.
Upheld by the greatest of all trees or perhaps the Irminsul.
To worship our Gods is to understand that our oaths to them and to our eternal victory come before all other things.
All eternally bow to the oaths we take to our most powerful of Gods.
We have for too long forgotten this.
Not only are these Gods alive and well within our blood and spirit, but they await us patiently in the glorious future victories that we need only summon into fruition.
I am here today to demonstrate to you one of many rites.
The following ritual (audio file found above) is tailored to invoke the powerful and hidden secret of your blood-given right to connect with the mightiest of our Gods.
While the thunder, striker, skygod, and supreme king has existed within all of our peoples traditions, it was by this following name and mantra did he so grant the fury and fire of Empire to the sons of Romulus.
Repeat this name loud and proud.
I dare you to discover the primal magic of these words for yourself.
They are fire.
They are power.
They are passion.
They are ours.
This is a name that has not been uttered nor worshiped properly for thousands of years.
I dare you now to search across the internet for a place that can tell you, let alone show you how to properly work with our Father.
You will find nothing more than fables.
You will witness nothing more than common wiccan misconceptions.
You will not even find proper pictures of this most powerful form of our holy striker.
There is fear in the hearts of his enemies, and there is a need to keep his knowledge stifled.
So I spit at this notion, and call forth the power that once was.
I directly challenge the notion that our true spiritual father should be kept in the shadows and shackles of ‘Myth’.
It is beyond myth.
It is our eternal father calling us home.
Furthermore I spit on the notion to confine ourselves to history.
We are not them and they are not us.
We must move forward and rekindle this fire with the embers.
My creation is based on, and not confined to the past.
May you find it beneficial.
Now, go forth and find him.
-JUPITER OPTIMUS MAXIMUS-
Let it be known that the men who founded this organization lived through a time of social decay and an unimaginable deterioration of morals, spirit power and dignity.
Yet they saw that greater men had lived and triumphed through darkness immemorial.
It is the energy and duty of our blood to move forward into the unimaginable darkness and conquer there.
We are the Halithaz.
The heroes that challenge chaos-eternal.
We have always been and shall always be.
Against any foe and any chaos that chooses to rear its many heads over and over.
Whether within the stars of eternity or within the social hierarchy and machinations of bureaucratic jargon.
We will find it time and time again.
And we will defeat it forever.
To the Halithaz and blood of the Koryos that has sought to commune with his highest of Chieftains;
To he who denied to wither under the watch and rule of lesser powers within an age of death and decay.
To he who saw the lightning within his dreams, and felt the milk of the wolfmother upon his lips;
To he who longs for eternal glory;
Let yourself now be washed of all dross and dirt found within and out of the mortal body and soul; gifted to you by the will of your blood and kin.
Let it be known that this rite was founded and practiced two thousand, seven hundred thirty-seven years after the death of Romulus Rex, first Halithaz to erect an altar of victory towards the glory and power of Jupiter Feretrius.
The initiate will begin by washing their hands in a bowl of pure water.
The initiate will enter the dark room, cave, grove or mountain peak of their choice.
Upon their first step within -after beginning the ritual- they shall bow their head and touch two fingers of their right hand to their forehead and let their hand drift towards the primary altar of their chosen place of worship. This might be an idol, the stars, an oak tree, a stone, or storm.
This greeting shall be done twice or four times.
No more and no less.
They shall walk towards the chosen spot in which they intend to kneel during this sacred reconnection towards the highone.
The initiate will then sit in silence and meditate upon the dark and cold, and remember the cave of Psychro in which the skyfather was once raised within. They will listen to the voices they hear within and without their head as they meditate upon the darkness.
Until the initiate truly believes they understand the necessity for darkness, they are forbidden from striking the illuminating candle of their choosing.
Fire is a forbidden fruit of illumination for those who fear the dark, and obsess over the light.
This is a primary law to the Halithaz.
Once the understanding is reached, and the three trees within the initiate understand this state of the world, the rites might begin.
Holding the match, unstruck in one hand and raised high above should the initiate speak these words loud and honorably:
‘ARDET IN ETERNUM’
It burns forever
The initiate might light the match and therefore the necessary light needed to begin the ritual.
This might be a fire, a candle, many candles, etc As long as they are oriented with a fixation on symmetry.
With the Idol or focal point now illuminated, and greeted by the initiate of whatever time and place upon this powerful earth, might the initiate now stand and spread their arms wide in the shape of the Algiz rune of the Germanic peoples. This is a symbol of invocation known to all forces, and by far the most powerful that we remember.
The initiate will then kneel, and speak these words:
“By the will of my blood and forebears do I come here before this holy site in the ____ season of this _____ year after the death of the misled.
To the spirits and majesty that here witness me, I, _____ of the tribe ____ do so now invoke the eternal majesty of our mighty sky father.
JUPITER OPTIMUS MAXIMUS
I know you as Father. I know you as King. I know you as the highest of all Gods and powers of this most unfathomable state of consciousness and opportunity.
I beckon thee to witness me and my tribe’s actions henceforth within this time of revival, within a world of ruins and lesser forces.
JUPITER OPTIMUS MAXIMUS
I am your spearhead
I am your striker
I am your will manifest
And I preserve the flame of people’
The initiate will then state their offerings towards the supreme, and give an offering of blood towards the renewal of these ancient vows.
The initiate will then state that theirs is the will of the Halithaz, which is the archaic word for hero. Their associations with the thunderous force, and power of his eternal skyfather will therefore be bound through blood and gifts of treasure and good food.
The initiate will henceforth bring all gains to the feet of this sacred space, whether by word or by literal offering.
Through sitting and repeating the mantra of his name
The initiate will reach a state of trance wherein they will find solace in meditation, and can transition into a state of silence.
Within the silence the initiate will be greeted by positive and negative thoughts alike, and they are to work through them all until there are none left to conquer.
The initiate will then say his name some final nine times.
And conclude the ritual by bowing their heads and touching two fingers to forehead, letting them drift towards the sublime icon four more times. It is then that they will greet the night once more by extinguishing the candle or light source.
They will sit for some time longer, and then finally exit the ritual space.