i can be anywhere, anytime, and i can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. it was not suddenly bred, it will not swiftly abate, through the chilled years ahead, when time shall count from the date that the saxon began to hate. they were not easily moved, they were icy – willing to wait till every count should be proved, ere the saxon began to hate. yes, i dislike them. ebba death at the hands of the invaders, the indignity of her violent demise and my inability to stop it broke through my own jaded cynicism like a sledgehammer. as only in times of radical change and social discomfort can great and terrific change occur. lead and your people will follow. its the cities where the struggle lies, its the cities where the invaders have massed, its the cities where the marxists have poisoned the institutions, its the cities where the traitorous media and corporations lie and its the cities where the anti-white politicians and the ngos make their homes. why you should risk nothing whilst others risk all? people are finding their way home. luckily for us, the end results of this deracialized, irreligious and deculturized program show themselves.

accept death: as it is as certain as the setting of the sun at evenfall. “ what more shall i say to you? in every country, on every continent, those that are in the minority are oppressed. brazil with all its racial diversity is completely fractured as a nation, where people can not get along and separate and self segregate whenever possible. no matter what. no.

>we grow older, fewer, weaker and more fundamentally closer to true death the longer we allow our birthrates to remain so catastrophically low.