The Difference Between Us
The fundamental difference between us, The Drecc, and the mundanes is that we exult in the physicality of life, of living in the dangerous moment, while they think, dream, and prepare for their future and for their safety.
Thus do we exult in combat, in crime – in walking armed and exulting and fearless into some place and taking what we need to survive. Thus do we live for and plan for some confrontation or other when every second of every moment may be our last or the means of our escape to live again to thrive, to exult, as some higher type of human being.
Thus do we exult in Dance, when music plays, throbbing around and within us, and we and our partner become the very life, the very breathing, of love, passion, joy, exultation and Being, and nothing exits for us in us then except the beauty, the passion, of our bodily movement, our physical exertion, through which and by which and in which and because of which we transcend to a more pure, higher, form of living which the mudanes never know or never even feel.
Thus do we exult in and often need that exhilaration and ecstasy of physical speed when we recklessly drive or fly as we drive or fly some powerful machine which we control by sheer exhilaration and that skill that our kind of life has breed within us – unheedful as we rush forth in our ecstasy of all conventions and all laws that the mundanes have manufactured and put in place and which they try to enforce to discourage, contain and control our kind of dangerous higher human life.
Thus do we exult in the passion of a physical, sexual, joining, and the games we play before in anticipation of such a physical joining; for we love the chase almost as much as we love the union itself. For there is Life, the essence of our human existence, there in such a joining, in such a prelude and anticipation of such joining.
Thus do we exult in the power we feel as we strive against ourselves and all others as we, armed, walk the shadowed silence of some alley in anticipation of attack, prepared and ruthless enough as the predator we are to injure, fight, and kill.
Thus do we exult in opposition to all those forces of so-called “law and order” which the mundanes love and often worship and most surely in their weakness need – for we love to outwit them; to play our games with them, as we love to cruise in anticipation of some armed confrontation with them and our enemies, unheedful as we are of our own mortality, our own death, for is the very possibility of death that enchants and makes us what we are, powerful, strong, fearless, a breed apart.
Thus do we exult in danger and risk our own lives, and that of others, because in such risk and such danger is that exultation of a growing evolving life which changes and which can seed us to be, to become, that higher type of being which the mundanes in their very mundane-ness fear and which they in their fear and in their morbid love of “safety” and of “planning” try and try to outlaw and make “illegal”.
Thus do we live with them – in their world, for now – using them and their life, their society, as a resource, as the resource we need to live life on that higher life that makes us what we are, for now while we have to endure living only on this planet, Earth.
Thus are we outlaws, criminals, terrorists, chancers, explorers, adventurers, racketeers, for we know all the laws of the mudanes for the tyranny they are: a tireless attempt to prevent us from making our life into a succession of ecstasies.
Anton Long
Order of Nine Angles
120 yf
