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Barbaric Rites

The more perceptive of Operatives may have noticed a subtle shift in content of late from the various platforms that Werewolf Command broadcasts our pirate signal from.

The physicality which has always been at the roots of Operation Werewolf has been brought into a sharper focus over the past several weeks. This is not because the physical nature of our philosophy is ever more or less important, but because some have seemed to begin neglecting it in favor of a more “intellectual” or “spiritual” approach to the work.

There can be no separation from the physical nature of Operation Werewolf. 

It is critical that this is understood clearly by those who align themselves with our signal- the gates which lead into the ever deepening experience of this project of total life reform are made from iron.

For us, physicality is spirituality- there is no desert religion influence here that looks for a sloughing off of the body as something vile or evil. We recognize the interconnectedness of the physical form as not just the chariot of the inner fire, or the temple within which our animus burns, but as part of the spirit itself.

We believe that a critical shift away from the mindset of this separation of flesh and spirit and will is necessary for the individual to achieve a righteous wholeness in the now, here, in this existence. We look to attain a vital attitude of full engagement in this life, in this moment, in this strength and blood and body which also houses our minds and spirits.

We have said before and will continue to maintain that a healthy, strong body is the only acceptable vessel for a healthy and strong mind.

Physical imbalances and unhealthy practices that affect the body in a negative way also affect our mental state, as well as our thumos, or tapas, or soul-fire, or whatever you prefer to call it. Our bodies have both an outside-in and inside-out relationship, and so we do not abandon one in favor of the other.

If we put garbage and sewage into our minds, and allow them to grow slothful and lazy we will produce garbage thoughts, and weaken our will, and our bodies will follow suit.

If we put garbage and sewage into our bodies, and allow them to grow slothful and lazy, we will produce garbage actions, and weaken our will, and our minds will follow suit.

Even a man who has an active mind, or a sharp one- if he is able, why would he not direct this sharpness toward it, exerting the will, and housing his powerful mind in a vehicle that it deserves? The only rational answer is a lack of will, of drive, of energy.

This neglect is an abomination to us, and we burn it away through adherence to physical culture as a part of our life’s ritual, or our own personal religion.

Those who willfully choose to not practice the physical disciplines of life reform are heretics to Operation Werewolf, and as such can never claim to be allied with us or our mission, which is to create and maintain dangerous men and women with sharp minds, strong bodies and fiery souls- complete human beings hell-bent on personal transformation to prepare themselves for anything this life has to offer.

There is another kind of heretic that is even more damaging than this, which is the one who remains chronically the same as he was when he first began his in-road.

He has exhaustively asked for help and advice, only to not take it.

He is relentlessly needy and often negative as he makes excuses or laments his lot in life that keeps him from achieving the goals he has stated for himself- he will often do this while sounding like some kind of martyr, as this type of individual feeds on the attention and pity of those good-hearted individuals who will continually offer a hand up to someone who won’t take it. 

He makes no physical progress whatsoever, or such a small amount that there can be no doubt that he is either lazy or careless. 

If he is able bodied and makes no physical progress, though he has stated it as important, it can be inferred that he has made no progress elsewhere, as the physical form is an outward manifestation of the will, and the neglected shrine is not worshipped in, nor treated with any reverence.

Let it be made crystal clear as an azure sky on a summer’s day:

This was never about acceptance.

Operation Werewolf is not a catch-all for misfits and freaks unable to function in this temporal world, but for those looking to master it.

It is not a support group for weak people, but a pressure chamber for those willing to accept the challenge to become strong in all ways, and on all playing fields.

Because we reject a negative message or mindset, here is a challenge to those struggling:

Both our Barbaric Rites program and our Gladius e-book on macro planning and nutrition are on our website free of charge (although we gladly accept contributions, and if you find it valuable, understand that these contributions keep Operation Werewolf moving). 

They are simple enough to be applied by anyone with the will to do so, removing the excuse of lack of information or not knowing where to look. They are the same programs and nutrition planning styles run by myself and thousands of others in the network who are fit, strong, and physically capable.

I challenge you to apply them, starting today, and take control over the physical aspect of your soul. 

Treat each meal as a prayer- sacred and holy, fuel for the body in order to attain your goals, and your Great Work.

Treat each martial arts class or weight training session as a life-affirming and joyous barbaric rite, knowing that each and every one of them purifies your body, strengthens tendons, muscles, and character.

I challenge you to remain consistent with this program for 3 months time, and then to look at your life and decide if it is better or worse for having done so. 

If you can honestly say it is worse, then go on your way. 

If it is better, then adhere to it.

Learn with a deeper understanding the intricacies of strength training and fueling the body, and from there, let it inform your other processes, both mental and spiritual, and watch them weave together as one strong, viridian organism.

This is Operation Werewolf. 



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Five Ways to Move Mountains

What follows are techniques for moving mountains and embracing the righteous:


One of the biggest problems facing people when they step into the gym or get out of bed is themselves.

A negative mindset is an abomination to life, to the the task at hand, and those looking to get the most out of training, and existence in general, will combat and correct this issue.

First, no one is forcing you to be here. You’re here because you want to forge strength and power, and get drunk on your own blood as it pumps through the muscle in your body, smashing weights, and undergoing the ecstatic rituals of lifting and overcoming resistance. 

You’re here to live a life to the hilt, sinking your teeth deep into the meat, and tearing it, bloody, from the bone. To lead by example, to make legends, to breathe deeply and seek a heroic life and a monolithic end- a savage existence!

You are not here to bitch and complain and whine like a cunt.

You are not here to get defeated by fucking exercise, or traffic, or your bullshit excuses. You are not here to act like a victim and make stupid faces when things get hard, or to talk about the garbage that’s dragging you down in life today, or your injuries, or your boss.

Put your war-face on and charge in like a painted-up berserker ready to fight, fuck and drink blood, or go home and die on the couch, and good riddance.

This life isn’t for you.

So forget all that other stuff.
Put the damn phone down.
Empty your mind of everything but the task at hand.

Fill the void with fire, and ignite yourself. Train and live with purpose, focus, and aggression in order to immolate those negative thoughts and conquer what you came here to conquer.


Remember why you’re here, and keep the big picture in mind. 

Don’t get wishy-washy and distracted with your training or endeavors overall, constantly setting new goals, switching up programs, jumping from one diet to another, being one person, then someone else.

Get your goal. Picture it in your mind.

Meditate on it before training, before rising and treat the ideal as an idol- worship it by devoting yourself to it, and not letting the attention waver. 

Exist and train in accordance with that vision, and manifest it- trace your way back from that perfect moment of potential, and see the stairway you’ve carved to it with your mind.

Tread one stair at a time, consistently, with heart.


You can’t let the little things in life distract you like the flashing lights of illusion.

Everything is a little thing except the one big thing- the main mission. The holy writ. Your scripture of ascendancy.

Once you know with a certainty where it is you want to go, one foot must remain in front of the other on the way to that hidden city from now until forever, and nothing can pull you from the road.

If your girlfriend leaves you- forget her. Get a new one, or live alone.

If you get injured- grit your teeth and rehab it, or get it fixed, and get back to work.

If your family or friends try to hold you back- walk out on them and find better ones. Choose a new family.

Whatever it is that arises in your way, it is a devil to be slain on the way to yourself.

Strike fast, strike hard, and press on.


When lifting heavy weights, or facing dangerous opponents, uncertainty is dangerous. It makes us doubt our strength, and sends weakness directly into the muscle like an intravenous shot of frailty, guaranteeing failure, defeat, and more of the same.

There is no doubt. There is no uncertainty.

There is only blood in the eyes and steel in the heart as we move toward our destiny- with the weights or on the larger canvas of our connected actions, our karma, our wyrd, we are who we make ourselves.

There can be no room in our minds for quivering or qualms.

If we fail, we are crushed, thus, we will not fail.

We will adhere to our well considered plans, and when plans go awry, we will adapt and overcome through strategy.

The great men of the past dealt with uncertainty as a traitor, to be rooted out and executed on its knees as both a judgement and an example.

We must ferret it out of ourselves, seeking it like a cancer and putting it under the knife.

Our way is the truth, and the light, and the smokeless fire, and the north star that never breaks faith. 

We drink the blood of heroes from the cup of eternal life, and become like them-indestructible, imperishable, forever.


Let those who would, pit themselves against you.

Let their words and life be reactionary where yours is filled only with action, and inspiration and ecstasy.

Become a doorway, through which others connect to a world of myth and poetic ritual.
Live as the shaman, the medicine man, the savage priest, enflaming the people with example,
or like the sadhu, who is a window to the throne room of his god.

As these others exist like snakes in the darkness, striking out blindly with venom and ignorance, train yourself as the enlightened barbarian- chisel a monument to strength, and inviolability and immortality. 

Create things that other men cannot, and show them how.

Connect with nature and spend time in it, breathing in the clean winds of the mountain and meadow, and discover the forest passage within yourself.

Despise the banal, and avoid speaking of others in the shadows, but live directly and openly.

Shine like the sun.

Live as a member of a caste long gone, and as yet not returned, the Kshatriyas of the Coming Age- illumine the mind, go against the basic pleasures of the day and seek mastery and elevated consciousness. 

Worship the flesh and the spirit as one, and build them both into bright temples, perfumed with the incense of what is righteous, and everlasting.


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Paper Wolves

Over the last few years I’ve given my life to both my own “tribal” organization,
the Wolves, and the ongoing concept called Operation Werewolf.

The latter could never have existed without the foundation of the former, and it was off the back of the successful proving ground of the Wolves that Operation Werewolf was formed- to give others a chance to implement what we had tested and proven.

I will try not to sound like a self-important hipster here, but the Wolves began using this term “tribe” long before it became the buzzword of the day, a popular Instagram hashtag, or a word that seems to have become nothing more than a marketing tool. It fit what we were attempting to do more than the words “club,” “group,” or otherwise, and it represented a shift in terminology away from these sort of official, corporate sounding organizational names that we saw in the cesspool of the American “pagan” sub-culture at the time.

We called it a tribe, because we were desirous to build our own people. Our own myths, and shared language and meaning for life. To live in close connection with each other, and to exist not as a loose affiliation who came together at times to practice some sterile reconstruction or escapist fantasy, but to be a family.

A tribe is not, cannot be, a loose affiliation, by definition. The word means very little these days, like so many others, due to gross misuse, and overblown false self-representation by groups who should use another word, but don’t, because of perceived “cool points.”

When I hear “tribe” now, I think “oh, you mean your e-mail list.” I hear “tribe” and think, “you mean you and your pals who go to the football game together.” It has become such a misnomer, such a part of modern hyperbole, that alongside words like “nazi,” it seems to have lost all meaning in this day and age.

Likewise, we have contributed to the term “wolf-cult” becoming a part of a much wider parlance- at the time we came together, we knew of no other organization anywhere in the world using this phrase or terminology. 

We saw ourselves as something akin to Romulus and Remus, and those before and after them, men possessed of wolf-like attitudes and behavior, seeking to create something from nothing, and this strong affiliation to the Indo-Germanic mannerbunde of the One-Eyed God has remained strongly intact within the initiatic rituals of our tribe.

It is not a meme to us, or a phrase used to appear “edgy,” but a distinct, organically grown and adhered to spirituality that continues to expand and deepen as we move into the middle of our second decade together as a tribe- it is our religion.

We see ourselves as a continuation, a vital, modern expression of the first cult to don the skin of the wolf at fire-lit rituals. Not to worship ashes of the past, but to wear them in respect as we tend the fires of the now, that burn both literally at our forest rites, and figuratively within our heart of hearts.

At our first rituals together, we made a pact one to another, and part of that sacred undertaking was to spread this cult of the wolf once more across the face of the earth, finding others like us, and initiating them into this wider cult. We swore to redden stone altars from one shore to another, in wooded places around this world, and we have done so, each month, without fail, from that time to this.

During this time, Operation Werewolf has been instrumental in bringing that expression to a wider circle, and due to the nature of how this message is broadcast, it has brought many out of the woods and to that fire of the wolf-cult who do not belong there.

This is something both expected and unavoidable, and is the by-product of a successful mission so far- that being said, it is also something to be overcome.

There are two ongoing trends that I have found most disturbing, embarrassing, and revolting from these types of individuals, and that I believe need to be rooted out like an invasive weed:

The first is the culture vulture.

These are individuals who come to the table not for fellowship, but to attempt to rip chunks off the larger body of the community, feeding on the writings, aesthetic, terminologies and so on that have been developed within Operation Werewolf through hard work, blood, sweat, and time. 

They do this not to learn, or to improve themselves, but to fly off with it, and regurgitate it in a semi-digested format, branding it as “their own thing,” while attempting to sell it back to the same people they stole it from. They flap off into the distance, where they create some kind of Dollar Store brand knock-off, a cheap xerox of Operation Werewolf, branded with their own synonym.

To create something original, or earnest, or honest, that is similar to something else is one thing. 

Diluting an existing signal that is already broadcasting itself strongly is to manifest oneself as nothing more than static- a distraction. It is a scavenger pretending to be a predator and living off of the remains that have been left to them by greater species, and it is a thing to be reviled. 

Instead, meet in person. Go out of your way. Become associated in a real, physical fashion with the men and women at the core of Operation Werewolf around the world. Use your discernment to separate the wheat from the chaff. Become a light in dark places, and add your fire to the one being built, rather than carrying a candle into the wilderness and calling for those already at the fire to follow.

There is room here for large personalities, and need for leaders within what is already being built.

The second is the paper wolf.

He is typified by a loud mouth, hubris, and exaggerated self-importance and self-worth. His actions take place largely on the digital paper of social media, where he can pretend to be anything he wants, since he will never put himself to the test in person.

He will spout off often with over the top words about “becoming a god,” or his own process of “supremacy,” while creating nothing of worth, and attaining a mediocre lot in life, if anything at all. He believes that going to the gym is the highest expression of self-development, and that “killing it in beastmode” at a corporate chain exercise room with shaky consistency makes him a “werewolf.”

These types are rarely if ever seen at physical events, but are always seen at electronic happenings like a “lit” comment thread, where they will be the loudest representative of Operation Werewolf in the worst possible way, bringing dishonor and disgrace to those who affiliate in a genuine, heartfelt fashion.

Not all who wear the skin of a wolf are one. 

To be more than a paper wolf, prove it. If you are “with” the Operation, live as an example. If able, come to physical initiations, and be more than text and a photo on the sterile environs of social media- set an example and help others become an example themselves without conceit.

Please, let us all learn to stay grounded and not pompous- pomp is most often a sign of insecurity and inner weakness, where a simple, rugged approach that maintains its humor will serve better.

One does not need to seek “humility” or self-effacement in order to be modest and measured, and to avoid aggrandizing themselves by words. Let your actions and the true words of those whose respect you have earned speak loudly about who you are, and let us all look to attain a calm, confident strength that does not need to prove itself with dialogue, but can be seen and not denied.

A bold smile in our eyes born of truth and stillness and power is better than a boast on our lips spawned from uncertainty, anxiety, and desperation.

Together, we should show these paper wolves that we will not tolerate their interloping at our fires- we will not allow them to embarrass us with their noise and arrogance, their misuse of our authentic and honest way.

Truth always wins over lies and illusion, and the fires of action burn while the counterfeit curs slink in the darkness.

See you out there.