When I wake up in the morning (like now) I sit down with a cup of coffee that has a shot of herbal tincture in it, because I don't poison myself with pharmaceuticals. I open Gab because I don't poison myself with the morning news, nor do I poison myself with the swamp creatures of regular social media. Then I open my notifications and absorb the entertainment of pill-drunk boomers and CivNats freaking out over me not agreeing with them despite them failing to offer any intellectual arguments for their socio-political positions. The childish insults and the constant insistence by them that things they fervently wish for yet couldn't know, are somehow true. (i.e You're a pussy! My great uncle jedd would beat you in arm wrestling cause you're antifa. Nazi's are just bolsheviks and ZOGnald Chump is god. You're a satanist. The list goes on.) These idiotic 'beasts of the field' that have turned against the heritage of their spirit and the traditions of their ancestors by rejecting the great Flame of their Aryan intelligence do not realize that for those among us who see in truth will never be torn down by their petty insults and their typical Nietzchean attempt as slaveminded lessers to drag others down to their depths. They do not understand that we have already risen above their pitiful existence and know they are lost and irrelevant. They will go raging incoherently into the dark night while we build beacons of light and prepare to craft generations of our people that will never make the mistakes these addled old fools do. While they rage on about their false God Emperor and their Addiction to not-being-racist we are forging ahead claiming space for our tribe and erasing the cowardice they have instilled in our generations. Tides are turning, and those who refuse to surf will be forever examples of what an Aryan shout NOT be. For this I pity them, but also despise them. They are fuel for the fire that boils the steam of the engine that pushes our great people forward. Carried forth by this engine we will implement a final solution, and never again will our people come wholesale under the veils of delusion hung by the propaganda of the Tribe of Apep, the Dragon of Delusion. - Brother Dekatessera [9:14 am 7/30/2019]