and you, my father, there on the sad height, curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, i pray. do not expect to survive, the only thing you should expect is a true war and to die the death of a true soldier. their number uncountable, the representation of their loss unfathomable. think again, fucker. grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay, rage, rage against the dying of the light. yes, and it seems we immigrants seem to bring a whole host of issues.

show the strength of your convictions, the truth of yours and the iron-hard strength of your will and they will follow. the only muslim i truly hate is the convert, those from our own people that turn their backs on their heritage, turn their backs on their cultures, turn their back on their traditions and became blood traitors to their own race. giving your own earned wealth, which you received through your own labour, to a person or group that despises you, places laws into effect that disenfranchises your people and seeks to ethnically replace you is utterly foolish. we do not have the luxury of time like the left had, we must be ready to act, and act soon. this is white genocide. not a place where english is the defacto language but a place where every european language, belief and tradition is valued.