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our culture is based on aesthetics, romes culture is based on aesthetics when the culture war happens our society will be glorius free from the industrial revolution
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We are modern late romans. There's similarities such as loss of morality and the normalization of sexual perversion + the West is a genetical melting pot.
"What was, physically and morally, a Roman of the 3rd, 4th or 5th centuries? A man of medium size, of weak build and appearance, generally dark, containing in his veins a little blood of every race imaginable; believing himself to be the first man in the Universe, and, to prove it, insolent, base, ignorant, thief, depraved, willing to sell his sister, his daughter, his wife, his country and his sovereign, and endowed with an insurmountable fear of poverty, to suffering, fatigue and death. For the rest, not doubting that the Globe and its train of planets had not been created except for him alone.
In front of that despicable being, what was the barbarian? A man with blonde hair, a white and pink complexion, broad in the shoulders, tall in stature, vigorous like Alcides, reckless like Theseus, skillful, agile, not afraid of anything, and of death less than of anything else. That Leviathan possessed, above all things, ideas that were fair or false, but reasoned, intelligent, and striving to spread. Within his nationality, he had nourished the spirit with the food of a stern and refined religion, of a sagacious policy, of a glorious history. Skilled in meditating, he understood that Roman civilization was richer than his own, and he sought the reason for this. He was by no means that turbulent creature that we ordinarily imagine, but rather an adolescent very attentive to his positive interests, who knew how to manage to feel, see, compare, judge, prefer.
When the conceited and miserable Roman opposed his tricks to the vital cunning of the barbarian, who decided the victory?
The fist of the second. Falling like a mass of iron on the skull of Remus's poor grandson, that muscular fist showed him on which side the strength was then. And how did the humiliated Roman take revenge then? He cried, and asked future centuries to avenge the oppressed civilization in the person of him. Poor little worm! He resembled the contemporary of Virgil and Augustus as Shylock resembled King Solomon."
("Essay on the inequality of human races", 1853 and 1855, Book Three, Chapter VII. On the decline of Rome).
"What was, physically and morally, a Roman of the 3rd, 4th or 5th centuries? A man of medium size, of weak build and appearance, generally dark, containing in his veins a little blood of every race imaginable; believing himself to be the first man in the Universe, and, to prove it, insolent, base, ignorant, thief, depraved, willing to sell his sister, his daughter, his wife, his country and his sovereign, and endowed with an insurmountable fear of poverty, to suffering, fatigue and death. For the rest, not doubting that the Globe and its train of planets had not been created except for him alone.
In front of that despicable being, what was the barbarian? A man with blonde hair, a white and pink complexion, broad in the shoulders, tall in stature, vigorous like Alcides, reckless like Theseus, skillful, agile, not afraid of anything, and of death less than of anything else. That Leviathan possessed, above all things, ideas that were fair or false, but reasoned, intelligent, and striving to spread. Within his nationality, he had nourished the spirit with the food of a stern and refined religion, of a sagacious policy, of a glorious history. Skilled in meditating, he understood that Roman civilization was richer than his own, and he sought the reason for this. He was by no means that turbulent creature that we ordinarily imagine, but rather an adolescent very attentive to his positive interests, who knew how to manage to feel, see, compare, judge, prefer.
When the conceited and miserable Roman opposed his tricks to the vital cunning of the barbarian, who decided the victory?
The fist of the second. Falling like a mass of iron on the skull of Remus's poor grandson, that muscular fist showed him on which side the strength was then. And how did the humiliated Roman take revenge then? He cried, and asked future centuries to avenge the oppressed civilization in the person of him. Poor little worm! He resembled the contemporary of Virgil and Augustus as Shylock resembled King Solomon."
("Essay on the inequality of human races", 1853 and 1855, Book Three, Chapter VII. On the decline of Rome).
user123456
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I have 80% roman ancestry 20% illyrian lets go
alurmo
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unless this is almost like an empire
we arent close to any rome and shit like that
we arent close to any rome and shit like that
