Savitri devi

Europe is merely powerful; India is beautiful.

The unfortunate the fools are those men who, for some reason best known to themselves, probably on account of their exaggerated estimation of what is to be lost in the process would like to stop it. The privileged ones the wise are those few who, being fully aware of the increasing worthlessness of present-day mankind and of its much-applauded progress, know how little there is to be lost in the coming crash and look forward to it with joyous expectation as to the necessary condition of a new beginning a new Golden Age, sunlit crest of the next long drawn downward wave upon the surface of the endless Ocean of Life.

While living, apparently, as modern men and women, using electric fans and electric irons, telephones and trains, and aeroplanes, when they can afford it, they nourish in their hearts a deep contempt for the childish conceit and bloated hopes of our age, and for the various recipes for saving, mankind, which zealous philosophers and politicians thrust into circulation. They know that nothing can save mankind, for mankind is reaching the end of its present cycle. The wave that carried it, for so mane millenniums, is about to break, with all the fury of acquired speed, and to merge once more into the depth of the unchanging Ocean of undifferentiated existence. It will rise; again, some day, with abrupt majesty, for such is the law of waves. But in the meantime nothing can be done to stop it.

This is our last weapon. It has been 21 years. The government hasn't done anything.