The Great Cosmic Cycle

“We are born into this time and must bravely follow the path to the destined end.
There is no other way.”

– Oswald Spengler

Previously we have looked at the nature of the Vedic prophecy concerning the Kali Yuga (Parts I, II). Reactionaries reject a linear view of history which sees man as progressing towards transcendence through his own self-invented achievements. Man is said to become, as his technologies and breadth of knowledge supposedly expand to new horizons, a more moral, respectable, and reality-conscious species. The advance of material richness the likes of which the world has never seen is extrapolated out to facilitate a Modernist confirmation bias or ‘temporo-centrism’. This is precisely what Dávila spoke of; Modern man’s need to face a mirror and say that he has surpassed his ancestors, that he has achieved through time rather than race, an ‘Übermensch‘. New delusions die hard.

History does only move in one direction, but one can know little about this direction if he fails to understand the nature of titanic undercurrents which move the world on, that facilitate the change over time to an end that is anything but a utopia. On the cyclical view of history, we can map the phenomena of societal downfall onto civilizational downfall.

Choose any empire in the history of the world and examine it. Levels of greatness fluctuate, but always trend towards an eventual dissolution. This is the reason no empire lasts forever. They experience a natural pattern of rise and fall, from heights to destruction, beginning to end. This record of human societies has a downstream relationship to individuals which is rather profound. Consider that we begin our lives in a state of primitivism, where the structures of our lives do not come without being imposed by external actors (our parents). In our child state we do as we please, act as selfishly as possible, and run on a high time-preference. Quickly though, we reach our peak condition: our adult youth and the beginning of what you might call ‘real life’ where we become civilized and independent, with all things working to our advantage from physical fitness to problem-solving and aesthetic appeal. As we get older, these things all fade from us in a gradual decline ending in the grave. Societies too, emerge from a chaotic or primitive milieu, see their apex, and then fall into ruin.

The mistake we make is to never consider the upstream relationship. In fact, we conceive of an entirely alien and unjustifiably unique arc to civilization as a whole. It is as if we were eighty year old men declaring proudly that we would soon be twenty three no matter what. The drums of progress and improvement drown out our antiquated ideals which yield to an ever more refined and perfected man. Such notions are continually put forth by today’s academics, media personalities, and politicians. Here is an excerpt from an interview conducted by left wing troglodyte Owen Jones with the lukewarm rightist Peter Hitchens, where they both find agreement.

“I mean, it used to be more acceptable to be publicly prejudiced about gay people, about women, about people who aren’t white. Isn’t is a good thing that it’s now less acceptable?”

“Yeah, unequivocally a good thing.”

This is but one aspect of how this dogma of linear progress is applied. One after another, the hammer of condemnation is brought down upon those of a thousand years ago, those of three hundred years ago, those of last week. Every new cause brings with it a new reason for celebration of the temporal Übermensch, all of them misconceived, all of them lies.

this wasn’t what Nietzsche had in mind

The observations of man and of his society are also true of his civilization. Unseen, like the gears of a giant mechanism of the spiritual order, the currents of the invisible world drive this reality upon which we reside, destination as certain as the failure of perpetual motion. Just as energy is sucked from a device in sound, light, and heat which it cannot hope to claw back, all goodness and light in the world is dimmed until it becomes imperceptible, and even if man glues flashlights to his eyeballs, eventually he will become some pale misshapen creature of the dark, no doubt patting himself on the back and gargling that at least he isn’t a bigot.

Freefall most accurately describes the world. The virtues and greatness of our institutions, and the wonder of God’s revelation had broken this fall for millennia. We didn’t need the Hyperborean Actic Seat and the Golden Age spoken of and speculated upon by Evola and others (more on this), because its spiritual legacy continued, vigorous and alive throughout the Treta Yuga (Silver Age) and the Dwapara Yuga (Bronze Age). So great it was that there was no need for Reactionaries even as the ages passed. Even through the pains of great empires collapsing, natural disasters, and bloody war, the World of Tradition was a constant, a certainty. We could still reach out an outstretched finger and feel the touch of God. Now we feel a collective emptiness.

The most titanic of all shifts has occured, and the cycle has entered its final stage, its shortest period. Priest is disconnected from the divine, woman disconnected from the patriarchy, and man disconnected from the nation. The Hindus use the word pralaya  to describe the eventual dissolving of all the elements which retain civilization even now, thus beginning the cycle anew. Since this is the most sudden shift, it is violent, uncompromisingly brutal as it reaps a judgment upon man, not the wrath of God for our sins against Him, but the wrath of nature for our disobedience to God’s design. Personally, I am awed by the movements underway all around us, those which go unseen. Evola wrote the following:

“And even if the feared catastrophe of a nuclear holocaust is averted, this civilization of titans, iron, crystal, and cement metropolises, of swarming masses, statistics, and technology that keeps the forces of matter at the leash will appear as a world that wobbles in its orbit; one day it will wrest itself free and lose itself in a space in which there is no light other than the sinister glow cast by the acceleration of its own fall.”

The abolition of Rome. The abolition of Egypt. The abolition of Persia. The abolition of Israel. Could these compare to the abolition of the cycle itself, of human civilization bound up together in a tight net, unable to disentangle itself from the varying degrees of decay and immolation? I do not think so. We should be keenly aware that when we’re talking about the end of the cosmic cycle, we’re not talking about Wiemar Germany (though some sunny optimists like to giddily think so). We can scarcely comprehend what we will witness, and indeed what we are witnessing. How much goes unsaid, unheard, and indeed unknown? We may write and write till our dying day and still never document a fraction of the interrelated forces acting upon our globalized world.

what Modern man leaves behind will be a testament
to how little humanity he had left

I wonder, when this age has been buried, what will the children of the Golden Age believe about their Modern ancestors. Perhaps that they were not ancestors at all. There is such a disconnected between the Kali Yuga and the Satya Yuga that the products of each would barely recognize each other as human. We can relate somewhat to people of our known and documented history, but to Modern man they are barbarous fiends, irrational and superstitious monsters. It makes me think, when children see what remains of ugly architecture, profane art like scrawled excrement on a cave wall, the practices and oddities of those pompous Übermensch, will they see a misguided ancestor who lost his way in the dark, or an almost mythological race of giants who dismembered children for convenience?

What more fitting justice could there be than for the man who believes he has conquered human history to be excluded from it altogether. The enemies of Reaction have a favorite saying: “you cannot turn back the clock.” We dig our heels in at three while they rush to four yelling “Further! Forward! More!” But the funny thing about clocks is that no matter how slowly the time passes, eventually the hands come full circle and arrive back in their original position. The end of a revolution is not the end of a wheel. The wheel only ends when God wills it out of existence, and until such a time it turns on and on; the biological cycle of birth and death, the societal cycle of rise and fall, and the civilizational cycle of Tradition and Modernity.


The forces at work are out of our control and certainly far outside the dominion of the Modernist who thinks he is master of the universe with his science and reason. They will come to realize that while God forgives, his great cosmic clock set over the human race does not, it is a merciless impersonal mechanism of cyclical growth and destruction, and what a marvelous machine it is. As we ride the tiger, we ride the spokes of a great wheel. Our time will come again.

“He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth, and its people are like grasshoppers.
He stretches out the heavens like a canopy, and spreads them out like a tent to live in.”

– Isaiah 40:22

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