söndag 31 juli 2016


Geto-Dacian Origins


Swedish ASA = AȘA Romanian
The etymology of the Swedish name "ASA" is well preserved from old Geto-Dacian to modern Romanian language.

Getae derives from Get meaning wise, to think, to ponder and cuget means wisdom. So powerful were the word GET that is well preserved in English as “You Get it? I Got it!” Wisdom and understanding are the most important attributes you can get.
Get is also related to Ghețar meaning Glacier, Țara Ghețurilor a ghetarilor (Ice land). The boots used by the Getae wintertime are still called Ghete. The English Geats for the Getae is closes to Gheatã (Ice).
Even Vegetarian contains both Get & Arian, since our ancestors lived mostly of the fruits and vegetables, abundantly provided by nature in our Area Aria. The Gothic architectural style, projected with great wisdom and talent. From Getic derives Etic/Ethics the wise/ethical thinking.
The adjectiv “Get Be Get” is used for genuine,.pure blood, get beget non altered, thoroughbred,

The name “Dacia” derives from the shortening of locative adverb “D’acia, De acia” meaning From here/here from, as in being indigenous people or aboriginals, the place of our origins. All Europeans would say they are from here, so do Dutch (Dáci) and Deutsche (Dóici), D’ici, Da qui, De aqui.

Here is important to clarify the origins of PIE languages which are Proto Indigenous European not Hindus European.  

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It is known that our European ancestors lived for at least 10 000 years in South East Europe, in today’s Romania, Moldavia and Ukraine, located North West of Black Sea, The Danube Delta and both sides of Southern Danube River. The Carpathian Mountains formed a climatic barrier against the Icy west winds forming a  A geographical region even called Charapato-Danubiano-Pontica, The Cradle of European Civilisation.
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Swastika on 8000 years old terracotta vases found in Cucuteni Romania. The Swastika depicts the traces of the 4 stars in Ursa Major Constellation observed on the north hemisphere.

Flourishing art and evolving science such as mathematics, Cosmogony are witnessing of a healthy and prosperous civilization. Description: http://rec.gerodot.ru/kyklades/img/neo11.jpg
The Thinker and his Woman Clay figures Cernavodã, Romania dated to 5000 BC on the Black Sea Coast. These artifacts show a quite advanced civilization.

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A terracotta TOY for children dated back to 4000 B.C.
Imagine if toys were made so long ago, how much earlier have the wheel been invented and where?  

The Swedes were the Ancient Getae /Goths our true European Ancestors. The Getae fought against the Invading non-European armies for at least 1000 years –
Once the Getae took control over the Empire were suddenly renamed Goths. Alaric, was the 1st Norman Gothic Emperor
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Alaric I , was born in the Peuce Island in ancient DACIA Getica.
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Gradually the Nordic climate became warmer and fit for a retreat from the war torn Wallachia called Valhalla in the Norse Mythology.
Around 800-AC some Getae moved up north settling in modern Götaland, Svealand (Svebenlan/Suebeland) /Sweden. Sverige/Suebien Rige, Rege, Rike/Reich/Regat. The Regat of the Suebi/Svabi/Suabi/Suavi - Land of The Getae/Goths/Swedes/Suebi.

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Ursa Menor Traces –7000 years old Terracota Cucuteni, Romania

All Mythological Gods and Deities are concepts of Struggle for survival in a quite severe weather, and when climate became warmer, Turco Mongolic tribes invaded Europe from all sides turning Europe in a bloody battlefield known as the Dark Age.

The Swedish language maintains some ancestral linguistic traces. Such example is the 
ASA - Gudarna, ASA Gods,
The Swedish ASA is exactly the same as Romanian AȘA [asha] and English AS/SO. The Norse Mythology implies that ASA were concepts of life philosophy and cosmogony. 
AȘA is a conjunctive adverb: “Așa de bine” (So good) “Așa și așa”  (so and so), “Așa se procedeaza” (That’s the right way to proceed) “Așa se face” (that’s right way to do it) “Așa Da”, (yes that’s the right way, That’s right/correct) Așa Nu” (Not that way, that way is wrong).

Swedish               SÅ - må det vara
English               SO –be it,
Old English         SWÃ -
Romanian           AȘA Asa sa fie
Spanish                            ASI  Que sea asi

“AȘA e traditia” denotes ancestral traditions: “That’s how our ancestors used to act, used to do things”

is the Nordic Ruler God of the souls.
Romanina “A se hodini” means To rest. “Am nevoie de odihna” means ‘I need some rest’

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“ODINeasca-se in Pace”
Rest in Peace

Odin is the God of the deceased, referred to as the God of the slain in Valhalla where the soldiers go after their death. Obviously Valhalla is related to Wallachia in Romania the land of Nordic people ancestors. Wallachia was one of the most dangerous places in Old Europe. There were always wars against Turkish-Mongolic invaders from Northeast and Turkish and Middle East Afro-asiatic invaders from South east. It was truly "The Valley of Death". 
Odin is represented in modern days as a father figure, with a single blue eye, a silvery figure with icy looks describing the icy-cold Death/Winter. Again Annual and Lifespan seasons winter being the final stage.  The death has no warm feelings for anyone, everyone dies, no one can avoid it, and a dead body becomes cold and the Soul goes back to the source, to ODIN.

Death was lurking at every corner in the Nordic hemisphere’s Icy climate.
In earlier representations Odin is seen as a horse with 8 legs, more likely 4 men carrying the deceased on the bier to his resting place “La locul de Odihna”- .
"May He Rest in Peace" in Romanian reads "ODINeasca-se in Pace". Rest is getic/archaic h-ODIN-a and modern ODIhNa but the root "Odin" remains. A se hOdini, (to rest).

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FrigFjörg Vinds Dotter
Frigg, Shivering Wind’s Daughter
Frigg is always depicted as a winter Goddess

Frigg Fjörg Vinds Dotter
Frost Shivering Wind’s Daughter
Frig, Fiica Fiorilor Vantului
Frig Fioros Vîntul Fiica
Frost the Fierce Wind’s Daughter

Goddess Frigg is ODIN’s wife and the Shivering Wind’s Daughter. Frig in Romanian means cold, as in   refrigerator. The Romanian Frig refers particularly to Frigul Iernii, or Gerul (winter cold or frost).
Geruli/ Heruli was the name of a the east German people living in the north if Black Sea in today Moldavia and Ukraine. “Oamenii Gerului” means they were the people of permafrost. They gibe the name of ther Germans / Geromani = and Herman as the Spanish Hermano (Brother) which imply the entire Europe were Hermanos and spoke the Getic language much of it being spoken in today Romania and Moldavia. Geromanii means Ger+Om+Ani (Frost+Man´+Ani) – meaning the men of the frost. Germinare derives from Ger/Frost and indicates that Europeans might have been the germens of the Sapience Sapience specie of Man. The oldest Sapience in Europe “Ion of Anina” (Romania) was dated to 35000 years back.
 The Frost Goddes Frigg remind us that many people froze to death in Old Icy Europe, on land by the sea, on the rivers and even at home. Fiorg/”Fiori de Frig” in Romanian mean chilly shivers. The Goddess Frigg/Frost is carried by the winter’s chilly shivering winds.  
Most people have heard of the chilly shivers of death…So Frigg/Frost is ODIN’s wife because she would cause death, quite often and the deceased were carried away to ODIN, to “Rest in peace” in Romanian “ODIN-easca-se in pace”.
On the other hand ODIN & FRIGG inspired people how to prepare and handle the winter’s vicissitudes. In summertime you prepare for winter. Frigg/Frost brings family together for reflection and planning, the time of reading and writing, knitting and storytelling around the fireplace.

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The Getae/Goths spread all over the world forming several States in Northern Europe, while other Getae formed States along the Dunau River up it's spring into the Black Forest Mountains in Germany and further on the Rhine Valley, and over to the British Islands and up to Iceland. (In Julius Titus time Called Sequanna and the people Sequanes). The Sequanes were the Saxons (Suebi) and Scotish people. There is still a City County by the name Suebensburg Siebensburg (Sibiu) in Northwestern Romania   

                  VANAHEIM the Home of VENIRS
“VANA” in Swedish means tradition or habit/custom, “god or bad vana” (Good or bad habit).
VENIRE it’s the verb Coming. Revenire (Return, Comeback)
“Odata cu Venirea Iernii, se inteteste Frigul” (Once the winter comes the cold intensifies).
“Dar Vine iarasi primavera si soarele straluceste din nou” (But the spring comes back again and the sun shine again. The celebrations are awaited by the words “Vine Pastele” (The Easter is (approaching/coming). So people start preparing for the great Spring Celebration.

The Roman Army was composed of all the nations of the around the Aegean Sea. The Europeans started to fight then as now the invading mongrels and African auxiliaries. 
The Swedes called Dacian, Getae/Gotha/Goths

The Swedes were called by the Roman Imperium Dacians, and by the Greeks Getae. 
There were several GETAE tribes all called after their own geographical regions. Daco-Geti, Iller-Geti, Tissa-Geti, Masa-Geti, Tyra-Geti.
By the End of the Empire The GETAE were called GOTHS. VISIGOTHS (WEST-GOTHS), OSTROGOTHS (EAST-GOTHS).  

Getae, Celtae were the same people. The greek "Y" = it is pronounced "U" in Greek alphabet.   

torsdag 21 juli 2016


EXEMPLU DE TRADUCE DIRECTA ONLINE. apasati clapeta dreapta a controlului (soricel) > traducere > alternative> Alegeti ! Simplu

TRADUCEREA TREBUIE "FINISTATA"  pentru a reda corect textul original.

Rumäniens officiella historien vändes uppochner. ! UPPTÄCKTER förvirrad!Dela! ...

Rumäniens officiella historien vänds! UPPTÄCKTER förvirrad! Dela! ...
Publicerat 26 maj 2015 av Daniel Roxin i Know Rumänien , Upplysningar , Historia // 103 Kommentarer

Allt fler bevis kommer att störta dogmer vår historia. Visst neaveniţii kämpar för att minska historia till ett par hundra år, för att tjäna intressen sina herrar utomlands, oftare bita sina händer, sorg ...

Jo, då även National Museum of History, utställningen "X-Ray i en förlorad värld - 2015" (en uppgörelse historia av 6000 år sedan, Sultana Red -Malu idag i Călăraşi), finner vi följande presentation med hänvisning till Boian och Gumelniţa: "analyserna utförs på mitokondrie-DNA visade att populationer Boian och Gumelniţa är mycket nära genetiskt till befolkningen i dagens Rumänien, jämfört med andra populationer i Europa eller Asien", om du känner utbrista som Archimedes, "Eureka! Eureka! "Men denigrators helt enkelt öron men vår historia! Att tystas ...

Se här sex årtusenden Kontinuitet kortfilm tillägnad detta ämne:

Det är viktigt att notera att öppnandet av utställningen på kvällen den 12 maj 2015, generaldirektör National Museum of History, Dr Ernest Oberlander-Târnoveanu, sade: ". Genom venerna i många av dina strömmande blodet av dem"

utställning 1

Därför är "meningen" att ge de specialister som organiserade utställningen i paleogenetică om denna studie att människor som har bott här mer än 6000 år sedan, är våra direkta förfäder. Detta är tolkningen av "mycket liknar genetiskt." Så nämna en sak exceptionellt kontinuitet över sex tusen år ...

Som en sidoreplik är det värt att notera att Nationalmuseet för rumänsk historia, enligt Mr Ernest Oberlander Târnoveanu, initierade och organiserade utställningar och andra exceptionella. Det räcker med att tänka på den spektakulära utställningen av gamla guld och silver RUMÄNIEN, en av de viktigaste kulturella evenemang under de senaste 25 åren, enligt min åsikt ...

Boian odlingskärl
För att återgå till ämnet för denna artikel, bör det understrykas att detta nära släktskap nuvarande befolkning på Rumänien med människor nu mer än 6000 år inte förneka andra genetiska influenser som vi finner i dag i rumänska, på grund av interaktion med invandrargrupper, med det romerska riket eller det österrikisk-ungerska imperiet med, till exempel ... Men vi pratar om en genetisk koppling som bara vi har en så stark populationer av Boian kulturer och Gumelniţa.

Gumelnita zoomorphic kärl

tisdag 5 juli 2016

A life lesson

The Fable Of The Ducks And Hens


 George Lincoln Rockwell

Many, many years ago, 
When animals could speak. 
A wondrous thing the ducks befell, 
Their tale is quite unique. 
Down by a pond dwelt all these ducks, 
Ten thousand at the least. 
Their duckish joys were undisturbed 
By any man or any beast. 

One day down near the entrance gate, 
There was an awful din. 
A hundred hens all out of breath 
Were begging to come in. 
Oh let us in! these poor birds cried, 
Before we do expire! 
Tis only by the merest inch 
That we escaped the fire! 
Their feathers burned, their combs a droop, 
They were the saddest sight. 
They’d run a hundred miles or more, 
All day and then all night. 

Come, come in! the ducks all quacked, 
For you our hearts do bleed! 
We’ll share our happy lot with you, 
Just tell us what you need! 
And so these poor bedraggled hens 
Amongst the ducks moved in. 
For, after all, the ducks declared, 
We’re sisters ‘neath the skin. 

Before too many months had passed, 
The hens were good as new. 
They sent for all their rooster friends, 
And these were welcomed too. 
To please their host, these chickens tried 
To waddle and to quack. 
To simulate the duckish ways 
They quickly learned the knack. 
This pleased the flock of ducks because 
It gratified their pride. ....
But hear my tale and learn how they 
Got taken for a ride. 

The ducks, it seemed, spent all their time 
In fixing up their place, 
In growing food and building homes 
And cleaning every space. 
 They asked the hens what they would do 
To earn their daily bread. 
We’ll teach and write and entertain, 
And buy and sell, they said. 
And so these hens began to teach 
The baby ducks and chicks. 
They traded food and eggs and things, 
With many clever tricks. 
They wrote great books & put on shows, 
Of genius they’d no lack. 
It wasn’t long till chickens owned 
The Duckville Daily Quack. 

One day a mother duck who took 
Her ducklings to the lake, 
Was flabbergasted when one said, 
A swim I will not take! 
Why ducklings always swim! she gasped, 
It’s what you’re built to do! 
Like bunnies hop, and crickets chirp, 
And cows most always moo! 
Your just old fashioned, a fuddy duck, 
That stuff is all old hat! 
It’s wrong for birds to swim; ...besides, 
It’s too cold on my  pratt! 
Oh fie! the mother duck exclaimed, 
You’re talking like a fool! 
Up quacked the other ducks and said, 
He’s right! Ms. Hen taught that in school! 

Such things must stop! the mother cried, 
Those hens can’t teach such lies! 
For sheer ingratitude and nerve, 
I’m sure this takes the prize! ....
But she was wrong, for even then 
The hens did thump the tub. 
Demanding they be let into, 
The Duckville Swimming Club. 
But you don’t swim! the ducks all cried, 
To join, why should you care? 
That’s not the point! the hens replied, 
To exclude us isn’t fair! 
The younger ducks, who’d been to school, 
Agreed right there and then, 
To keep them out is bigotry! 
T’would just be ANTI-HEN...! 

Outnumbered by the younger ducks, 
The old ducks soon did loose; 
 They agreed to let the hens all in, 
If they would pay the dues. 
That night the Duckville Daily Quack 
Contained this banner spread: 
Reactionary Ducks Are Licked! 
Down at the Duckville Gaiety, 
The younger set laughed with glee, 
At cracks about Old Fuddy’ Ducks 
In burlesque repartee. 

Next day the hens were at the club, 
A petition they’d sent around. 
They objected to the swimming fund 
With fury and with sound. 
You use our dues to fix the pond, 
to keep it neat and trim. 
And this is wrong, they said, 
Because You know we do not swim! 
God help us! cried a wise old duck, 
These chickens have gone mad! 
We’ll take this to the court, by George, 
And justice will be had! 
But when they went up to the judge, 
Imagine their dismay! 
A CHICKEN-JUDGE decreed that they 
Had a heavy fine to pay! 
Minorities must have their rights! 
The judge declared right then. 
To use hen’s dues to fix the pond 
Is very ANTI-HEN...! 
Once more the Duckville Daily Quack
 Emblazoned across the page: 
Old Foggy Ducks Refuse to See 
The Great New Coming Age! 
In Duckville church on Sunday morn, 
The preacher spoke these words, 
Discrimination’s got to stop! 
Remember we’re all birds! 

The wisest duck in all the town 
Sat down in black despair. 
I’ll write a book, he thought, and then 
This madness I will bare! 
Let Swimmers Swim, let Hoppers Hop, 
Let Each One Go His Way. 
Let No One Coerce a Fellow Bird! 
Was what he had to say. 
 Twas wrong to force the hens to swim 
So here’s the problem’s crux; 
It’s just as bad for hens to try 
To chicken-ize our ducks! 

I can’t print that, the printer said, 
Twill put me in a mess! 
My shop is mortgaged to the hens, 
The chickens own my press! 
This worried duck then tried to warn 
His friends by speech and pen. 
Young ducks fresh from school just jeered 
He’s one of those vicious Anti-Hens...! 

Now up the stream a little way 
Was Gooseville, on the lake. 
The hens had come to Gooseville too, 
But the Geese were more awake. 
When the hens began to spoil the young 
And Gooseville’s laws to flout, 
The Geese Rose Up in Righteous Wrath 
And Simply Threw Them Out...!!! 

Of course, you know where they all ran; 
On Duckville they converged. 
We’ve got to take these refugees. 
Was all Duckville’s hens had urged. 
The Duckville Daily Quack declared: 
These Geese Will Stop at Naught! 
They Plan to Conquer all the World! 
Atrocities They’ve Wrought! 
That’s right! the young ducks agreed, 
We’ll help our fellow birds! 
These Geese have plans to conquer us! ....
We’ve read the Quack’s own words! 

They let the hens from Gooseville in, 
The whole bedraggled pack. .... 
And every hen took up a job 
on the Duckville Daily Quack!! 

When the Duckville mayor’s term was up, 
The Quack put up it’s Duck; 
A vain and stupid duck was he, 
A veritable ... cluck! 
But when he praised the wild young ducks, 
And cursed the evil Geese, 
The Quack declared he was all wise, 
His praise would never cease. 
The hens chipped in to help this cluck 
Give grain away for free. 
 The old ducks sadly shook their heads, 
The writing they could see. 
And sure enough, this stupid duck, 
He was elected mayor. 
From this point on, 
The Duckville ducks, 
They never had a prayer. 

The Mayor said, Gooseville must GO! 
We’ll wipe them off the map! 
While Duckville slept, the scheming hens 
For Gooseville set the trap. 
They called the Geese by filthy names; 
They filled their pond with sticks. 
They helped the weasels catch the Geese, 
and other hennish tricks. 
The Geese got mad and threw the sticks, 
It’s WAR! the Quack announced. 
We ducks must Fight those evil Geese, 
Till they’ve been soundly trounced! 
The ducks (who knew not of the tricks 
Indulged in by the mayor), 
Were filled with patriotic zeal, 
And pitched right in for fair! 

So when the ducks whipped the Geese, 
The Mayor called Retreat!! 
Our HENVILLE friends should really take 
Gooseville’s big main street! 
The hens were back in Gooseville now; 
They starved and beat the Geese. 
They prayed for Peace — but organized 

They drained the Geese’s swimming pond, 
They De-Goose-ified their schools; 
They wrung the Gooseville mayor’s neck 
On lately made-up rules. 

They formed a council of the hens; 
UNITED BIRDS the name. 
The other birds who joined the thing 
Did not perceive the game. 

No sooner had they set this up, 
Than they announced their hennish plan: 
To seize up Swanville as a home 
For all their hennish clan. 

They took a vote among the hens, 
And everyone approved! 
Swanville was for HENS! they said, 
Way back, before we moved, 

 And so they kicked the swans all out, 
With Duckville’s help and power 
And Duckville couldn’t understand 
Why swans, on them turned sour. 

By this time, Duckville was a mess, 
The young ducks had all gone mad. 
They stole and laughed at Truth and Law; 
They went completely bad. 
The hens were selling 
Loco Weed in every nasty den. 
But ducks who dared to mention this, 
Were labeled ANTI-HEN...! 

The hens all preached of Tolerance, 
They invoked the Golden Rule, 
But they subsidized the indigent, 
The greedy and the fool. 
At last the very dumbest ducks 
Began to smell a rat. 
This mayor is no good! they cried, 
And we will soon fix that! 
But the hens had planned for even this 
A candidate they had, 
Whom even wise old ducks believed 
Just never could be bad. 

This Hen-tool duck whipped the Geese, 
A soldier Duck was he. 
Although the hens had set him up, 
The Ducks all thought him free. 
This Hen-tool got elected, 
Through ignorance and greed, 
Through hennish lies in Press & Speech, 
Through Bribes of Chicken Feed. 

The hens now kicked the ducks around 
Without a blush of shame, 
Until the mayor ran the town 
In nothing else but name. 
They pumped the Duck’s pond all dry; 
They taught the ducks to crow, 
While duckish numbers dwindled, 
The hens began to grow. 
The hens stirred up the happy crows 
From out of the piney wood, 
To Fight to Mix and Marry ducks 
in the name of Brotherhood. 

Things got so bad that fifty ducks, 
Who knew the days gone by; 
 Took up their wives and children 
And decided that they’d fly. 

They flew through storms and tempest; 
They froze, and many died. 
But on they drove, until, at last, 
A lovely lake they spied. 
They settle down exhausted, 
But soon went straight to work; 
To build and clear and cultivate, 
No danger did they shirk. 
Now after many years of toil, 
This little band had grown. 
The fields around were full of grain 
From seeds that they had sown. 

The first ducks were long since dead; 
Their struggles long had ceased. 
Through hard work and suffering, 
Their joys had been increased. 

One day down near the entrance gate 
There was an awful din; 
A hundred hens, all out of breath, 
Were begging to come in. 
Oh, let us in! these poor birds cried, 
Before we do expire! 
Tis only by the merest inch.... ... ... ... ... ....
This epic really has no end, 
Because No matter how you fight em, 
Those HENS’ll show up Every Time. 
And So, ...Ad Infinitum ...!!!