i had seen many pictures and heard many people discuss the cemeteries, but even knowing about these cemeteries in advance, i was still not prepared for the sight. why won ’ t somebody do something? 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. strong men do not get ethnically replaced, strong men do not allow their culture to degrade, strong men do not allow their people to die. stability and comfort are the enemies of revolutionary change. the invaders are the ones over populating the world. the media will paint you as villains, the state will name you as traitors, the globalist forces will name you as criminals and the traitors amongst your people will name you as enemies. we must strive to create a nation worthy of our ancestors, that we give our people the very best lives, and nations that are worthy of them. section i addresses to various groups it was not part of their blood, it came to them very late, with long arrears to make good, when the saxon began to hate. the candidates were an obvious sign of our times: a globalist, capitalist, egalitarian, an ex-investment banker was no national beliefs other than the pursuit of profit versus a milquetoast, feckless, civic nationalist, an uncontroversial figure who ’ s most brave and inspired idea resolved to the possible deportation of illegal immigrants. i will be forgotten quickly.

https: //www.facebook.com/206778229358786/videos/451628238207116/ but after visiting the mosques in christchurch and linwood and seeing the desecration of the church that had been converted to a mosque in ashburton, my plans changed. were there other targets planned in your attack? and above all they don ’ t even care if it does. no matter where i travelled, no matter how small or rural the community i visited, the invaders were there. the final push was witnessing the state of french cities and towns. young, innocent and dead ebba.