Ever reviled, accursed, ne'er understood, Thou art the grisly terror of our age. "Wreck of all order," cry the multitude, "Art thou, and war and murder's endless rage." O, let them cry. To them that ne'er have striven The truth that lies behind a word to find, To them the word's right meaning was not given. They shall continue blind among the blind. But thou, O word, so clear, so strong, so pure, Thou sayest all which I for goal have taken. I give thee to the future! Thine secure When each at least unto himself shall waken. Comes it in sunshine? In the tempest's thrill? I cannot tell - but it the earth shall see! I am an Anarchist! Wherefore I will Not rule, and also ruled I will not be ! - John Henry McKay

Essays

The Rebel's Dark Laughter, by Bruno Filippi, 1909

(In french) Onyx manifesto on anarcho-nihilism (critique of leftist militancy)

Note : all of these texts are in french and are very unlikely to be translated. We'll put up what we write in english as time goes on, but for now, this is all there is.

By Nox

Nihilism