our present comfortable, privileged and prosperous life was gifted to us by our forebears, with the belief that we would maintain, cherish and even expand upon their work, so that one day our own children can enjoy the rewards of our labour. i had a regular childhood, without any great issues. but it is no simple task.there are myriad reasons behind the decline in fertility rates and the destruction of the traditional family unit. who do you support? this stripping of wealth and prosperity in order to feed and develop our cultural competitors is an act of civilization terrorism resulting in the reduction in development and living conditions of our own people for the benefit of those that hate us. no.no group ordered my attack, i make the decision myself. it is far better to encourage radical, violent change regardless of its origins. all i can guarantee is that inaction is sure defeat, power structures will be tested and likely will fall and most of all there is only the future ahead and attempting to march back to any earlier time will get you no where at all. no, they ’ re a party of milquetoast civic nationalist boomers, completely incapable of creating real change and with no actual viable plan to save their nation. kill angela merkel, kill erdogan, kill sadiq khan the paradox of the diverse equality the greatest joke of all is the quixotic foolishness of the diverse but equal society. those that wish a future for white children, and to ensure the existence of our people.

through our own actions and speech we shall show them a new path. expect death, expect struggle, expect loss that you will never forget. accept death, embrace infamy, achieve victory numbers aren ’ t everything in 2019, we currently have the largest number of people of our race in history (between 760-980million depending on definitions), yet we are losing even our smallest towns to ethnic replacement. and how does diversity increase that strength? that was during a triumphant victory. and you, my father, there on the sad height, curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, i pray.