Hitler's honorary son on childhood happiness

[Involuntary Racist]

Leon Degrelle - The Burning Souls​

VII – The Task of Happiness​

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The more we walk among false smiles, greedy or unclean eyes, grasping hands, withered bodies, the more we are disappointed by the mediocrity of existence.

We quickly realize that only the joys put in our hearts when we were young remain solid and eternal. It is in youth that we are made happy or unhappy forever.

If we had a calm childhood, soft as a big golden sky, if we learned to love and to give of ourselves, if we enjoyed, when we were very young, the enchantment that the sky and the light gave us at all times, nature always within our reach and always changing, if we were made with a simple heart, naive as the morning, human, sensitive, good, linked to real and natural affections, then life will remain for us until the end of our troubled days like the sky arrayed powerful and clear over even the most treacherous roads.

There is a task to happiness.

We either develop it or suffocate it.

If we train children, simply, in deep but elementary joys, they will advance in life by keeping in their eyes the light of their inner life, balanced, persevering.

But if we ruin their childhood, if they have seen too much or heard too much, if they have been caught in a whirlwind, if years of calm tenderness have not strengthened in them the tender happiness of their innocence, then their life will be what their childhood was: witnessing disorder, they will become disordered. Having never been made steady in their tastes, their feelings, their thoughts, they will be at the mercy of the winds, possessing only illusory joys that will burn them and immiserate them at the whims of others.

It becomes far more difficult to change later.

A hardened tree cannot be straightened; one can at most clear the foliage or cut back branches.

But when it was young, full of sap, we could have straightened it with an agile finger, guided it, helped it to flourish.

It is at a time when children simply seem to be playing, watching, simply observing a sparrow or a lark, spelling words and giving kisses, that they photograph in their hearts, in their imagination, exactly that which we give them.

Life is just the development of this photography; the acids of existence will imprint on them the images, beautiful and powerful, or troubled and sad, which we have offered to their curious little eyes, to their clear hearts like sheets of shiny paper.

What we deprive them of by our pride or our agitation, or, alas, by our passions, will be cruelly repaid to us in seeing them unstable, dissatisfied, the soul weakened or ravaged by our own fault.

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[turbocuckcel_7000]

Very true, upbringing is very important, both for building good memories and character, as well as the social structure that is used later for finding a mate or a business partner.

And how does a boy's upbringing tend to look like these days?
That's right.

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Life is Pain

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Life is Pain

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Life is Pain

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Anyway, this looks like a good translation, has lots of character, will check out the whole thing. I was actually thinking of polishing my french since a couple books by/about Leon Degrelle have never been translated.

 

[Deleted member 30912]

Downloading this. Good read.

 

[Involuntary Racist]

Same chapter from another translation.

The Vocation of Happiness
As we advance between hypocrite smiles, between looks full of greed or dishonesty, between false handshakes, the more disappoints us the mediocrity of existence.
Rapidly we realize that now there are only left for us, solid and eternal joys which were born in our hearts as kids.
That's when we would become happy or disgraced forever.
If our childhood would be as tranquil and sweet as an immense golden sky; if we have learned to love and to give it to those who surrounds us; if we have learned since child days of the charm that emerges from the sky and the light, of the tree and the flower, of nature that surrounds us in a perpetual metamorphosis; if we have molded a gentle heart, as the look of animals, naive at the mornings, human, sensible, good, open to true caring and fragrant, then, life will be for us until the end of roads full of mud and stones, as a sky that guides us, luminous and effective, through the most dangerous passageways.
There is always a vocation of happiness. We can develop it or drown it; but it exists.
If we form our kids with simplicity, if we make them love the deep and elemental happiness, they will advance through life conserving in their eyes the light of internal life, balanced, without fright.
But if we deform their infancy, if the kids have seen or heard too much, if we let them drag over the vital whirlpool, if the years of a calm childhood have not fortified the fragile gift of innocence within them, then their life will be what their childhood was and instead of becoming irritated with disorder, they will be the disorder themselves. Just as their tastes, their emotions, their thoughts, were and will always be unstable, they will be forever at the mercy of turbid joys' tailwind which consume the soul and escape our grasp and create, by the expense of everybody else's suffering, its own suffering.
Afterwards, it is already late for change.
One cannot straighten the crooked and hardened tree. In sum, all we could do to make it better would be just to lop the tree. When it was young, boiling with sap, it could have been bend with an expert finger, orienting it and helping it to develop.

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[AbsolutelyBrutal]

Fuck. Extremely brutal. It's insane how a good or bad childhood WILL snowball into the rest of your life.

 

[Deleted member 33778]

Childhood development is extremely important and does shape the rest of your life. Society likes to say everything is about "choice". Not really. Who we grow into as adults is shaped by our childhoods, environments, families, dna...in other words things completely out of our control.

 

[kt0_0]

High IQ post.

 

[Cuckoja]

I was a happy kid but my douechebag father did anything in his power to make my life miserable, and now he plays a victim and lie himself how good father he was. Childhood its the only time in life where you truly can be happy.

 

[Deleted member 32888]

I can understand.

I had a super shit childhood, two deadly illnesses.

But you know what that the most disgusting thing is? If it isn't nature that kills you, the lack of nurture will.

I remember returning to school after being homeschooled for about two years. I still feel alienated from people, even now almost 20 years later. I can't relate to them at all, it is like being on another planet.

I retreated into another culture than one of both my ancestral homeland and the land of my birth, because I found nothing in where I was. Even overcoming all obstacles myself, because no one really cared, it isn't like they reward you for all that. Not that I expect to be rewarded, but it is hard to look back on life and justify your time spent if you got nothing for it.

Every time I want to contribute, whether it be to society or even an anonymous conversation on the internet. I'll type out my comment and then think to myself;

Is it worth sharing this? Why would I give people anything? Why should I waste my time?

I would like to create art, whether it be books or paintings or stories or theories. But I find myself at a crossroads. Even if my art is successful, why would I create it?

To make money? So I can pay more taxes? Pass.
To make other people happy? LMAO
To share my ideas? No one ever listened before, and things have gotten worse.
To endanger my career and get doxxed so I lose my ability to be self-sufficient? Might as well kill myself.

So I question my existence. I work all day; I study when I don't work; I enjoy solitary activities in my free time and it just feels pointless. I'm not depressed, I don't feel sad because it is pointless, but I just accept that it is pointless.

But there is one thing that gives me energy, my only source of motivation is the anger and hatred I feel towards society. I hate the facade that will employ to keep weak people's delusion going. I know why we do it, but it is disgusting. We build everything that we know to be a society on manipulation that is disguised as empathy, solidarity, loyalty, "love" but we will restrict my freedom to achieve what I want to achieve FOR OTHER PEOPLE. FUCK OTHER PEOPLE.

That isn't life, that is death. That is slavery and oppression and everything we are told that we do. Except that the issue isn't the elite or world leaders or anything so monolithic and organized. It is the masses who enforce their norms, the same people who before required the catholic church to teach them morality.
These weak and pathetic excuses for "people" are why your life is shit, despite the amount of effort you put in. Even if you yourself suck, any potential you had to improve and compete has been destroyed because you are not in the majority, you don't fit and that should NOT MATTER. An arbitrary notion that defines your life is not your own to decide. People who are not part of the masses make Innovations and stimulate growth because the masses cannot think for themselves.

It is pointless to place blame, but I will not forgive the ignorant as much as I will not forgive the malicious.
Responsibility without authority is slavery, and authority without responsibility is tyranny.

I thought it was time to express myself because honestly, I can't do anything else.