On the day of execution the new arises from the gallows. Everything dies again to create anew. The cycle continues and continues. Like Ymir, Ask and Embla went Blackstar. Their offspring and all successive generations did likewise. Through the tilted order of life and death the Nordic race of man multiplied within the boundaries of Midgard, as fate would have it.
This path correlates to, but does not necessarily mirror, the runes the Norns carved at the base of Yggdrasil, the universal ash tree. Only women kneel and smile, at the centre of it all. The Norn’s runes provoke even the most powerful of the ancient Nordic astronauts. Odin sought the wisdom of the runes and sacrificed an eye to acquire them. Sacrifices must be made in order to obtain what we desire.
All is there. Fate is nearly sealed. We must strive to find Truth before our time expires. Look within ourselves to see it all.