i could no longer bring the sneer to my face, i could no longer turn my back on the violence. simple, white, wooden crosses stretching from the fields beside the roadway, seemingly without end, into the horizon. i had little interest in education during my schooling, barely achieving a passing grade. just a ordinary white man,28 years old. see you on the streets you anti-white scum to turks you can live in peace in your own lands, and may no harm come to you. revolutionary change is needed and above all necessary.

you may fall. what our own nations now based on? democracy is mob rule and the mob itself is ruled by our own enemies. in front of those endless crosses, in front of those dead soldiers lost in forgotten wars, my despair turned to shame, my shame to guilt, my guilt to anger and my anger to rage. they may be able to discredit one small movement, from one nation. simple, white, wooden crosses stretching from the fields beside the roadway, seemingly without end, into the horizon.

>a muslim man or woman choosing to invade our lands live on our soil and replace our people?