Will anyone remember the Millennials and Generation Z in five hundred years from now permitting that the world doesn't end in nuclear hell fire? I don't know if this is a meaningful thing to post on Holla Forums but it's been wracking my brain lately.
A lot of us moved towards National Socialism, the Far-Right and other Traditionalist movements because we perceived the very real attack on not just our persons, or our future but our past and heritage as well. Because at some subconcious level we recognize the inherent value these things offer to us as Human beings - the deep sense of meaning they provide, in what could otherwise be a life overcome by nihilism and hedonism.
When you think about it - the vast majority of people who have lived on this Earth do so unremembered, with no impact besides their DNA and in some instances, not even that. We remember Wellington and Napoleon, but we don't remember their armies. We remember the sermon on the mound but not everyone gathered there to share with Christ. But how long until we even remember that much? And these are Men who have shaken the foundations of the world - Men who have tried us all and challenged our very notions of what it means to be.
So what hope is there of that for the Millennials and Generation Z? What hope do they have of rememberance when none of them have roots planted in the frosted ground, when many of them will never pass their genetics down or their thoughts and feelings. When Twitters servers inevitably get wiped and thrown in the garbage, replaced by a vestige of a new age. When all that remains of trap music is an MP4 file sitting on a dusted and ancient device.
We know we fight for the past, and we know that we fight for the future as well - and many of you here, whom I would dare to call my brothers also know that these two hemispheres of Humanity are inextricably linked and always will be.
If the Young have been robbed of their roots, their Grandfathers stories ripped out of their hands to be replaced by an iPhone with all the the temporality that materialism brings us - will we ever truly be remembered, will any of them?
Am I insane to muse on this, am I the only one who finds his ice cold heart thawed at the deep sadness of knowing our people's destruction may ever be complete?
Can the forgotten dead ever leave behind a ghost? And if they did - would it be a shadowy figure from the past, or an incoherent specter haunted by it's own lack of a fate?