Writer of the much vaunted "Canterbury Tales" and proclaimed as being "The Father of Modern English." Which is somewhat true. He was a pioneer of Middle English, which resurfaced after the end of Norman domination over Mother England.
You may call me Seaxwulf. Or if you like (and I like you) my day-walker’s name is Paul. I am many things. The I which addresses you does so in his capacity as an internet personality. A very focused lens reflecting my love and adoration of things European. Very specific is my love of Teutonic culture, from which I am proudly extracted. Not to the detriment, but deference, of other European ethnicities.
I am a Folkish Heathen. I have sympathies with the New Right, as it is called. But because we live in a world fraught with a plethora of labels, it is easier to say I think of myself as championing the Pro-Europid cause. For all you nincompoops who like to complain; pro-this does not necessarily equate anti-that. Not in my case, anyway. It, however, necessitates involvement with identitarian politick, but don’t let that bother your pretty little head. I’d never hurt a fly that didn’t buzz too loudly in my ear. I am also a Mainer, a proud Yankee Blueblood who wishes to carry on in his own version of the W.A.S.P tradition. My own brand being that of the White, Anglo-Saxon Pagan.
In that way I am a patriot. New England, my beloved homeland, comes from the work of my forefathers. The eldest of whom can be traced to the old Fatherlands of Denmark and Germany from whence they spread out, leaving landmarks in Flanders and England before sending shoots to Ireland, Scotland and then New England. That is where I come in, the work of their hands.
But this is a business oriented time. You want to know what you can get from me. This is fair. I offer you insight. Insight through drawing, sketching, poetry, essays, and the odd tale or anecdote (a perennial Maine favourite.) I deal in spiritual themes, mythological, theoretical: the speculative sciences. I adore folklore. I flirt with controversy like a terse mistress. I also have a selection of photography reflecting my lovely land and those other places to where I have travelled in my day.
In return and pending your gracious approval, I would ask in return for what I give you a small boon in return. I have two goals in life: the promotion of a bright, and wonderful realisation of the Occidental spirit which has grown rotten and spoilt in modernity’s wake… and to continue in the Philosopher’s vein, like Socrates’ Gadfly, and make think those whom I encounter. For my efforts, I prefer my intellectual soul be stimulated. So. Drop me a line, I’ll give a pocket full of ha-pennies for your thoughts.