Traditions

cannot be willfully revived. Julian the Apostate tried and failed miserably.

When tradition has authority, it is only dimly recognized, if at all, as tradition. Rather, it is experienced as an indisputable way of life, a foundational orientation of unfathomable origin. Tradition has to have divine origin, otherwise it is merely a human ordnance and human ordnances can be amended or abolished altogether. A tradition that is vital is all-enclosing and spellbinding. It is the shape of a society, the form of its coherence. Once undone, the spell is broken and can only be replaced by another spell, another myth, another metaphysical "fiction." But not by some jerry-rigged, voluntaristic revival of the tradition that has collapsed.

Voluntary traditionalism is just LARPing. 

Come to think of it, so is fascism.

Individualist Ugliness

One of the most tenacious of the typically modern prejudices is the one that sets itself up against the impersonal and objective rules of an art, for fear that they should stifle creative genius. In reality no work exists that is traditional, and therefore "bound" by changeless principles, which does not give sensible expression to a certain creative joy of the soul; whereas modem individualism has produced, apart from a few works of genius which are nevertheless spiritually barren, all the ugliness—the endless and despairing ugliness—of the forms which permeate the "ordinary life" of our times.

—Titus Burckhardt, Sacred Art in East and West