that is complicated. simple, white, wooden crosses stretching from the fields beside the roadway, seemingly without end, into the horizon. i pulled my rental car over, and sat, staring at these crosses and contemplating how it was that despite these men and womens sacrifice, despite their bravery, we had still fallen so far.i broke into tears, sobbing alone in the car, staring at the crosses, at the forgotten dead. unfortunately not, there was a much larger work written, roughly 240 pagies long that spoke on many issues and went into much depth, but in a moment of unbridled self criticism, i deleted the entire work and started again, two weeks before the attack itself. the christchurch and linwood mosques had far more invaders, in a more prominent and optically foreign building, with less students, more adults and a prior history of extremism. resulting in a society with no core beliefs, no purpose and no vision for the future. the truth that they are expected not to combat these myriad, unending and dedicated interlopers, but to embrace them, accept their own disenfranchisement, accept the loss of their fathers lands, their own impoverishment, their own replacement. it matters not how strait the gate, how charged with punishments the scroll, i am the master of my fate, i am the captain of my soul. lead and your people will follow. millions of invaders landing on our shores, conquering our towns and without a single shot fired in response. the race of the elect suffers outrageous persecutions, and the impious race of the saracens respects neither the virgins of the lord nor the colleges of priests.
to survive with our culture, but to lose our lands, to lose our future, is a defeat. to take revenge on the invaders for the hundreds of thousands of deaths caused by foreign invaders in european lands throughout history. no, i only wish i could have killed more invaders, and more traitors as well. ethnic autonomy for all peoples with a focus on the preservation of nature, and the natural order. everything else is just a catchphrase. victory can not wait, your people need you now!
>embrace infamy: the enemies of your people will beset upon you, on all sides.