ABOUT THE PICTURE ABOVE:
We see Balder rising from Hel after Ragnarok. In his right hand are the copies of the Draupnir rings. In his left hand is Odin's spear, Gungir. Above his head is Aegir's Cauldron, in which a holy ale is brewed from Balder's blood with regenerative powers. Around Balder is the Futhark. Balder is wearing a garment made from the red cloth that Odin covered his body with when it laid on its funeral pyre.
BALDER WILL RISE WITHIN YOU!!!!!
The old order is in advance decay. The world as we know it is rapidly falling apart. The West is in a state of decline and the forces of darkness are rapidly spreading across the world.
We stand in between the turning of the wheel. The previous age is fading into the past as Loki is rallying the forces of destruction to assault the old order, plunging the world into chaos. The darkness and oppression of the great winter, Fimbul, is quickly overtaking the ordered world of the previous age. We are entering a time of the giants, when the ents will rule over mankind, shattering the institutions, traditions and nations that gave meaning and hope to our people and ancestors. We are entering a new dark ages–the Age of Fimbul.
The previous age was one in which the Gods of our ancestors spoke to us through the facade of an alien creed. They existed in a semi-comatose state, because we had adopted a facade between us and them–the facade of an alien creed–Christianity. But now that Christianity is fading, and the old Gods are beginning to yawn awake. They readying themselves to throw off the yoke of the foreign garb of a false identity, and speak to us once more in their true forms. Our people have passed through two ages. In the first, they were born but were scattered and separate into different nations, ethnic groups and even civilizations. The Gods of their ancestors soon took on different names and were worshiped in various ways depending on the environment in which our ancestors chose to settle. Thus, the old Gods took on many guises and different names. Our ancestors tried to give order to the many different interpretations of their Gods, but eventually the confusion grew worst, until finally, a creed completely alien won out in the confusion of faiths. Because they were weakened, they succumbed to the alien creed.
But the Life Force of the Gods that gave birth to our people could not be denied, and soon the alien creed was transformed by the spirit of the old Gods. The Gods that gave birth to us still spoke to us, but instead of speaking to us in a confused matter, through various identities, they now spoke to us through an alien identity. But even this would not last, and that alien creed is now fading away. But we are no longer divided into various nations and tribes. Within America, we have come together as one people. Even in Europe, there is a coming together of the many different nations and nationalities of our Folk. A time of unification is dawn and the opportunity for the Gods of our ancestors to speak to us once more in their true form is upon us. And this time, they will speak with one voice to all our people.
But there are great dangers. The turning of the ages, when one age dies and another is born, is always a dangerous time. Chaos rules and within the confusion, Loki has the opportunity to lead our people astray. If he is successful, his father, Sutur, will lay waste to everything, and fearfully, the devastation could be so great that we might never rise again. If that is so, the Gods will not return and there will be no rebirth, and hence the bright light of enlightened humanity will never again bless this world with the wonders capable of being manifested through the soul of our Folk. Darkness will rule and the gifts given to us in the beginning of time will be lost and humanity will revert back to the level of the beast that roams the wilderness.
But hope still burns bright, and we have only to fan its flames to transform it into a beacon that will serve as a path to blaze a path through the darkness and unleash the regenerative powers of Balder. For in the Netherworld, Balder and his dear wife, Nanna, are prepared to return. They can see the light which has broke through the roof of Hel, like a translucent staircase for them to ascend back to the world of the living. All that awaits their return is our call–our call for them to return and give new life to the old Gods and Goddesses, so that we might re-forge those bonds that once united both mortal with immortal, and thus, herald in the new Golden Age of Gimli.
BALDER WILL RISE WITHIN....
YOU!!!!!