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Understanding the True King

My previous post, a “Creed” describing some of the characteristics of an absolute sovereign, was received with bewilderment and some distaste. In hindsight, that makes complete sense. You could say I was trying to channel ancient spirits with powerful, old evocations, and I wouldn’t entirely disagree--“He Was Good King” is the only recognizable sentence in Beowulf. Such magics are bizarre and futile from an outsider’s perspective. Allow me to explain.

Absolute rule requires a ruler, so any sincere discussion of it requires faith. You have to believe that there is such a person of such unshakeable gall as to confer sovereignty onto himself. It seems this particular flavor of literal self-aggrandizement is generally perceived as boorish, passé, and unspeakably taboo. Even in the most reactionary circles, absolutism is proposed tepidly with appeals to “tradition” and “the security of the people.” Well, it’s not up to you or any of that. If such a person exists, they’ll attempt to do as described previously, and that’s the point. If you don’t believe such a person exists, then absolute rule will never survive first contact with an advisor. Can you put yourself in the shoes of someone who told his subjects to build a 445’ tall pyramid of solid stone for him? If you can’t, then you lack the faith. And that’s okay! Absolute rule just isn’t for you, is all.

Another barrier to understanding is despite the cultural proximity, the reactionary crowd are political theorists pretty much by definition, and absolute rule is anti-political by definition. Everyone gives up on politics and goes home--and again, that’s the point. To genuinely believe absolute rule is the way to go, you’re telling yourself to relinquish your hobby and the fruits of your labor. That’s a hard sell for most people.

This one’s more a matter of life experience rather than worldview, but most people haven’t subjected themselves to long term, day-to-day servitude, so they don’t know its pleasures. A reactionary might espouse the virtues of hierarchy and serving a greater purpose, but it’s hard to shake that learned, visceral distaste for being told what to do without finding out otherwise himself.

There are certainly other reasons besides these which would deter you from considering it a tangible option. Put simply, we don’t live in the age of kings anymore; who would want one, and who would want to be one? They won’t ever come back by popular demand.

But I would want to see their return. I’ve written as much toward that effect: To ignite those passions within the man totally lacking perspective, him with dreams of conquest and unspeakable ambitions. I wish to live unfettered by the limp, profane exploits of petty statesmen and ideology-pushers, toiling in humble servitude of a worthy ruler.

I hope this has put some context to my previous invocations. I would gladly discuss absolute rule in further detail presuming we have that first requirement of faith in common. If not, I don’t think we have much to talk about in this regard. Politics just isn’t my thing.

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