So as not to be the matyred slaves of time, be drunk, be continually drunk! On wine, on poetry or on virtue as you wish.
Now you regret what seemed like a good idea. You couldn’t be content with simply looking up at the castle from the alleyway couldn’t you?
It certainly will require new, spectacular, and symbolic gestures to stir our somnolence, shake our anesthetized consciousness, and awaken the memory of our origins. We are entering a time when words must be authenticated by deeds… the essence of man is in his existence and not in “another world.” It is here and now that our destiny is played out until the last second. And this final second is as important as the rest of a lifetime. That is why you must be yourself until the last moment.
It is by deciding, truly willing one’s destiny, that one conquers nothingness. And there is no escape from this requirement, because we only have this life, in which it is our duty to be fully ourselves — or to be nothing.
excerpt from Dominique Venner’s suicide note
21 May 2013