Julian, 50

Julian presiding at a conference of Sectarians (Edward Armitage, 1875)   I was placed in the chair of honour beside the fountain, as Prohaeresius presented his wife Amphiclea to me. She is a sad woman who has never got over the deaths of two daughters. She spoke seldom. Obviously philosophy has been no consolation to…

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Julian, 49

Julian presiding at a conference of Sectarians (Edward Armitage, 1875)   Julian Augustus Even today, Prohaeresius is a man I greatly admire. I say “even today” because he is a Galilean and has opposed my edict forbidding Galileans to teach the classics. Though I went out of my way to exempt him from this ban,…

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Julian, 48

Julian presiding at a conference of Sectarians (Edward Armitage, 1875)   Priscus: You will be aware of a number of ironies in what you have just read. The unspeakable Gregory is due to preside over the new Ecumenical Council. They say he will be the next bishop of Constantinople. How satisfying to glimpse this noble…

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Julian, 47

Julian presiding at a conference of Sectarians (Edward Armitage, 1875)   “Who is this?” Standing over us was a slender girl, with black intelligent eyes and a mouth that was as quick to sneer as to smile. Gregory introduced us; he said that I was from Cappadocia. She was Macrina, a niece of Prohaeresius. “I…

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Inland

Yesterday the image of The Fair Race still enjoyed the privilege of being up on the sidebar. Today I put Day of Wrath in its place and I would like to explain my reasons. I did not write The Fair Race, I only chose the essays that appear between its covers. The Fair Race is…

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Julian, 46

Editor’s note: I am relocating the below post, already published last Sunday, to this Sunday to make a point. Gregory of Nazianzus was a ‘saint’ that has been mentioned several times in this site, especially in Karlheinz Deschner’s historical series. But scholarly writing lacks the vitality of a literary recreation of an epoch. That is…

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Julian, 46

Julian presiding at a conference of Sectarians (Edward Armitage, 1875)   As I stood there looking up at the tarry shields, a youth approached me. He was bearded; his clothes were dirty; he wore a student’s cloak and he looked a typical New Cynic of the sort I deplore. I have recently written at considerable…

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Christianity’s Criminal History, 104

 Editors’ note: To contextualise these translations of Karlheinz Deschner’s encyclopaedic history of the Church in 10-volumes, Kriminalgeschichte des Christentums, read the abridged translation of Volume I.   The great Christian ideal: The inversion of Greco-Roman values Already at the end of the 4th century and only in the desert regions of Egypt, there were apparently…

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Smelling of blood

There is something that can trigger the (dormant) murderous spirit of the Aryan: the smell of human blood. I remember that when Bush Jr. invaded Iraq, for the first time on the Internet the hits stopped being the degenerating porn sites. Those who talked about the war got the first place. What would happen to…

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Julian, 45

Julian presiding at a conference of Sectarians (Edward Armitage, 1875)   Just inside the wall of the city, I left my driver. Then like one who has gone to sleep over a book of history, I stepped into the past. I stood now on that ancient highway—known simply as The Road—which leads from gate to…

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