Anonymous ID: 19fc1e March 14, 2021, 11:45 a.m. No.13206682   🗄️.is 🔗kun

Weak men have created this situation and strong men are needed to fix it. Survival was a better alternative to death in order to further spread my ideals by media coverage and to deplete resources from the state by my own imprisonment. But they will not occupy our soil. No, the attack was a end in itself, with all the necessary affect required. Did the groups you support/are aligned with order or promote your attack? Humans are emotional, they are driven by emotions, guided by emotions and seek emotion expressions and experiences. There is not a single place left where the tendrils of replacement migration have not touched. In the United States, perhaps more than anywhere else in the world, the cult of the individual has been practiced for the longest time and with the deepest devotion. Striking quickly and then exfiltrating from the area of attack was the plan, to avoid the responders of the state and to avoid a situation where I was forced to harm them. To take the fight to the invaders myself. Did/do you have ties to any other partisans/freedom fighters/ethno soldiers?

 

The same people will find themselves gradually less and less represented both politically and culturally, becoming essentially foreigners in their own lands. The countryside can wait, the cities need you, your youth needs you. THERE IS NO TRADITIONALISM WITHOUT ENVIRONMENTALISM Kill High Profile Enemies There are well known enemies of our nations, enemies of our race that freely walk through our societies, heads held high, believing themselves untouchable. We can fight the armed invader, we know how, we have the ability, we have the soldiers and arms to do so. To agitate the political enemies of my people into action, to cause them to overextend their own hand and experience the eventual and inevitable backlash as a result. No matter if it takes 3 years or 30 years, these people must pay for their disgusting attacks upon our race.

>Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay, Rage, rage against the dying of the light.