Exerpt From GAMBANREIĐI STATEMENT Irregular Issue Summer 1997 C.E. - 108
AN ODINIST- NATIONAL SOCIALIST PERSPECTIVE ON LIFE, FAITH, AND EVENTS


Mother Shipton's Visions

        End-Time Scenarios II
        SHIPTON, MCKENNA, FIGGIE
        Our steadfast readers of this (increasingly) irregular journal will recall that in our last edition, marked Summer 106 ('95), we carried a series of articles on various views of what many feel will be a next two decades full of unprecedented changes. Some looked at these impending changes as Erde's removing Her planetary dermatitis. Others expected an end of history or at least, the collapse of Christian-led "Western" civilization. With the exception of a few modern prophets, few claimed to know the precise details. We even speculated that an "end" might be more a matter of an entropic rather than an apocalyptic series of events, in which the engine of a society ruled by a cryptocracy through deception and for greed and control of the masses, simply winds down. Worse, we speculated, the apocalyptic teachings of judeoChristianity, Islam, and other death-cults, may become a self-fulfilling prophecy as people conditioned to anticipate their doom may, in an externalization and concretion of the collective unconscious, precipitate precisely that condition.

        None of the modern prophets has really stood the test of history. Even the 'sleeping prophet', Edgar Cayce, was quite incorrect on many of his predictions, causing his followers to selectively recall only the 'hits', not the far more numerous misses. Our first seer, a Pagan prophetess of Elizabethan England, was no dilletante. In her society the apparatus of the death cult murdered those who saw too much or had powers which made a contemporary light that might obscure the fraudulent, reported miracles and visions of its scriptures. Mother Shipton, 1488-1561, of Norfolk, England, was such a person. She did not turn a shekel on her powers, but rather paid for her capacities with her life, having met her end burned at the stake. During her months of torture and imprisonment by the death cult, she did write down her vision of the future and hid it in her cell where it was uncovered years after her murder. Unlike Cayce, we can verify a great many details of her vision of a world that would come to be, one which she would see only in spirit flight and which seemed wondrous to her 16th Century perspective. Throughout the long, poetic prophecy, it is not difficult to understand the events described, whether the sectarian warfare in Northern Ireland or the unnatural masculinization of our women, a disastrously low White birthrate, the AIDS epidemic or the coming dominance of homogeneous (and therefore functional) monoracial Pacific Rim nations over the melting potties of the West, her prophecies require little interpretation or doubt as to what the visions forecast. They even appear to predict the rise of the (universalistic) "Mountbatten" (originally 'Buttenberger') royalty in England. One characteristic of her planetary "eschatology", shared with the Eddaic view of Völuspá and the Vedic traditions, is that the world does not end, but merely renews itself, through catastrophe.


    Mother Shipton's Visions


A carriage without horse will go
Disaster fill the world with woe.
In London, Primrose Hill shall be
In centre hold a Bishop's See

Around the world men's thoughts will fly
Quick as the twinkling of an eye.
And water shall great wonders do
How strange. And yet it shall come true.

Through towering hills proud men shall ride
No horse or ass move by his side.
Beneath the water, men shall walk
Shall ride, shall sleep, shall even talk
And in the air men shall be seen
In white and black and even green.
A great man then, shall come and go
For prophecy declares it so.

In water, iron then shall float
As easily as a wooden boat.
Gold shall be seen in stream and stone
in land where Western sun has shone.

And England shall admit a Jew
You think this strange, but it is true.
The Jew that once was held in scorn
Shall of a Christian then be born.

A house of glass shall come to pass
In England, But Alas, alas
A war with follow with the work
Where dwells the Pagan and the Turk.
These states will lock in fiercest strife
And seek to take each other's life.
When north shall thus divide the south
And Eagle build in Lion's mouth
Then tax and blood and cruel war
Shall come to every humble door.

Three times shall lovely sunny France
Be led to play a bloody dance
Before the people shall be free
Three tyrant rulers shall she see.

Three rulers in succession be
Each springs from different dynasty.
Then when the fiercest strife is done
England and France shall be as one.

The British olive shall next then twine
In marriage with a German vine.
Men walk beneath and over streams
Fulfilled shall be their wondrous dreams.

For in those wondrous far-off days
The women shall adopt a craze
To dress like men, and trousers wear
And to cut off their locks of hair.
They'll ride astride with brazen brow
As witches do on broomsticks now.

And roaring monsters with man atop
Does seem to eat the verdant crop
And men shall fly as birds do now
And give away the horse and ploough.

There'll be a sign for all to see
Be sure that it will certain be.
Then love shall die and marriage cease
And nations wane as babes decrease.

And wives shall fondle cats and dogs
And men live much the sames as hogs.
In nineteen hundred and twenty six
Build houses light of straw and sticks
For then shall mighty wars be planned
And fire and sword shall sweep the land.

When pictures seem alive with movements free
When boats like fishes swim beneath the sea
When men like birds shall scour the sky
Then half the world, deep drenched in blood shall die.

For those who live the century through
In fear and trembling this shall do.
Flee to the mountains and the dens
To bog and forest and wild fens.

For storms will rage and oceans roar
When Heimdall stands on sea and shore
And as He blows His wondrous horn
Old worlds die and new be born.

A fiery Dragon will cross the sky
Six times before this Earth shall die
Mankind will tremble and frightened be
For the sixth heralds in this prophecy.

For seven days and seven nights
Man will watch this awesome sight.
The tides will rise beyond their ken
To bite away the shores, and then
The mountains will begin to roar
And earthquakes split the plain to shore.

And flooding waters, rushing in
Will flood the lands with such a din
That mankind cowers in muddy fen
And snarls about this fellow men.
He bares his teeth and fights and kills
And secrets food in secret hills
And ugly in his fear, he lies
To kill marauders, thieves, and spies.

Man flees in terror from the floods
And kills and rapes and lies in blood
And spilling blood by mankind's hands
Will stain and bitter many lands.

And when the Dragon's tail is gone
Man forgets, and smiles, and carries on
To apply himself-- too late, too late
For mankind has earned deserved fate.

His masked smile, his false grandeur
Will serve the Gods Their anger stir.
And They will send the Dragon back
To light the sky-- his tail will crack
Upon the Earth and rend the Earth
And man shall flee, King Lord, and serf.

But slowly they are routed out
To seek diminishing water spout
And men will die of thirst before
The oceans rise to mount the shore
And lands will crack and rend anew
You think it strange. It will come true.

And in some far-off distant land
Some men-- oh such a tiny band
Will have to leave their solid mount
And span the Earth, those few to count

Who survives this purge and then
Begin the human race again.
But not on land already there
But on ocean beds, stark, dry, and bare.
Not every soul on Earth will die
As the Dragon's tail goes sweeping by.
Not every land on Earth will sink
But these will wallow in stench and stink
Of rotting bodies of beast and man
Of vegetation crisped on land.

But the land that rises from the sea
Will be dry and clean and soft and free
Of mankind's dirt and therefore be
The source of man's new dynasty.
And those that live will ever fear
The Dragon's tail for many year
But time erases memory
You think it strange. But it will be.

And before the race is built anew
As silver serpent comes to view
And spew out men of like unknown
To mingle with the Earth now grown
Cold from its heat, and these men can
Enlighten the minds of future man
To intermingle and show them how
To live and love and thus endow
The children with the second sight.
A natural thing so that they might
Grow graceful, humble, and when they do
The Golden Age will start anew.

The Dragon's tail is but a sign
For mankind's fall and man's decline.
And before this prophecy is done
I shall be burned at the stake, at one
My body singed and my soul set free
You think I utter blasphemy
You're wrong. These things have come to me
This prophecy will come to be.


Additional verses were found in a separate jar and appear to have been contemporary to those above:

 

The signs will be there for all to read; When man shall do most heinous deed
Man will ruin kinder lives; By taking them as to their wives.
And murder foul and brutal deed; When man will only think of greed.
And man shall walk as if asleep: He does not look-- he may not peep
And iron men the tail shall do; And iron cart and carriage too.

The kings shall false promise make; And talk just for talking's sake
And nations plan horrific war; The like as never seen before
And taxes will rise and lively down; And nations wear perpetual frown
Yet greater sign there will be to see: As man nears later century:
Three sleeping mountains gather breath; And spew out mud, and ice, and death.
And earthquakes swallow town and town. In lands as yet to me unknown.
And Christian one fights Christian two; and nations sigh, yet nothing do.

And yellow men great power gain; from mighty bear with whom they've lain.
These mighty tyrants will fail to do; They fail to split the world in two.
But from their acts a danger bred; An ague leaving many dead
And physics find no remedy; for this is worse than leprosy
Oh many signs for all to see: The truth of this true prophecy.





We encourage you to benefit from and copy this work. Our Folk traditions are older than you are and, unlike today's media, do not contain distortions to fit current alien beliefs. If they don't fit you, respect our Folk and our Gods enough to leave them alone and find another theology that is your own! These were our homes and our kinsmen who were burned, shot, frozen, villified and forced to flee for our lives. Millions of our diverse ancient peoples died and it is illegal even in our homelands today to let our old people speak to us truthfully of what they know and experienced during these bitter times.


Please remember that we are not universalists and do not believe that the principles contained herein would be of benefit to "all mankind."
We trust the ingenuity and resourcefulness of other peoples to come up with their own evolutionary strategies.
Ours assumes self-control, limiting one's consumption of natural resources and production of offspring, not overrunning and exhausting the earth, and other ethics of a distinctly North European flavor. This work should certainly be shared with other North Europeans.
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