By Julius Evola
Evola articulates the shut courting among the actual rigors of mountaineering and the ascent of the start up towards self-transcendence.
Julius Evola, a number one exponent of esoteric idea, was once additionally an ardent mountain climber who for my part scaled the peaks of the Tyrols, Alps, and Dolomites. For Evola the actual conquest of a mountain, with all of the braveness, self-transcendence and psychological lucidity that it involves, turns into an inseparable and complementary a part of religious awakening. it truly is no accident that many historic cultures selected mountains because the abodes in their gods and regarded the rigorous ascent of peaks because the job of heroes and initiates. nowa days, which are likely to suffocate the heroic with bare self curiosity, the mountain nonetheless kinds a part of the profound measurement of spirit the place the soul reveals inside of itself greater than what it idea itself to be. In Meditations at the Peaks, Evola combines memories of his personal stories with reflections on different inspirational women and men who shared his view of the transcendent greatness of mountains.
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