Funny and fun: You don’t get to live around whites anymore

Honestly, it is so funny that all you have to do is say to aggressive others is either “You will probably still be allowed to live around white people.” 



“You will not be allowed to live around white people any more.”



The super-hyper anti-whiters who feel their only currency is to destroy whites and lord over us for the gibs, frame the conversation in that way and all of a sudden they want to have a conversation about race, which is different than our historic practice of “People of Color screaming at whites for the fun of it and possible gibs” 


When you point out that non-whites have no right to exploit us-well instead of going on the attack these criminals go back on their heels- but we want you-we want you, 

True you want us, but you have not been kind in return.

Your aggression invalidates any imagined obligation we have toward you-quite the inverse actually.



Are you ever curious about what the dirty commies are up to?

I mean besides their plan for worldwide starvation and enslavement and torture? This vector of disease feeds on misery. Not money. Money is just a tool to their real appetite. Misery. 



Think of how trees eat our breath and we eat theirs. We cannot see the exchange but we acknowledge it happens.


Everyone knows that communism/marxism/social justice is a mind-virus. One of the weird parts about the virus is they cannot help themselves from accusing you from what they are actually doing.


Coiner of the term ‘racism’ to justify the murder of tens of millions white Christians (((Our Greatest Ally)))

And I have been tested.

 I can keep a secret like nobody’s business. Partially this is due to my adherence to the belief that I don’t tell other people’s stories. Partially it is my culture. I can have 3 cups of bubbly and stand right up in the heart of hell and never tell. 


The opposite is true of the children of Satan. They are compelled to screech their secrets by blaming you of what they are doing by some kind of spiritual law. I don’t get their stupidity but I enjoy it. It certainly makes our fight more easy. It’s darling. Listen to them when they speak. Evil is weakness. 

Why My BF is an absolute hero

So tonight- 




I am sick to death of seeing white men homeless. Within the last year I have seen the population of white homeless men rise exponentially. I have no empirical data on this. I am lollalaby fortunate enough to live in a modern Brazilian like city of fanciness. The homeless I see are becoming overwhelmingly white males. 


There are no organizations to help these men. In fact all I see is organizations like this one run by jews of course who are anti-white men. I am pretty damn sick of it. I am in fact beyond disgusted. Dismantling ‘Whiteness” 

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Not really f@ggot. We have violence committed against us pretty much non-stop. We have our countries invaded and are told we are responsible for everyone everywhere. While we get no mutual benefit. Howabout you FRO? 


Interesting that you don’t hear the jewish lobby talk about tolerance much anymore as that is so obviously lolzmonkey.Homeless-person-with-dog


Because we are social victims of marxism BF and I have a huge social life. We were leaving an actually fun evening and approached his car. (He has a car now and that makes me somewhat sad. When he seduced me he had a beat-up old truck- but now a fancy black car but it’s kind of big-I miss the truck. the truck made me love him more) 


Anyway- I went around to my side which was on the sidewalk. Beside my door there was a young homeless white man. As soon as he saw me he stood up. He apologized. He said he was ‘sorry ma’am’ I hesitated looking in my purse for some money. I was disgusted not at this man but at my country’s shame. I told him that. I said- “this is not your shame it is our country’s” 


BF on the other hand went ballistic. He came around and started shouting at him. He was afraid that he was threatening me. Young man responded by saying- “don’t speak to me like I am a dog!” BF continued to shout about getting away. BF and I get into his car and drive away involved in glorious argument. BF yelled at me for giving him money. I am a naive idiot etc. I explained how polite the man was and how there is no help for him and a war against white men.  He pshawed me and told me I was too difficult and he was going to meet his friend and should go home. I agreed.


Not only was this man polite to me-he said to bf- why are you attacking me you are so lucky to be accompanied by a beautiful woman- you think that didn’t turn my head? My head was turnt. I am as simple as the most simple. homeless-young-woman-sitting-in-sleeping-bag-london-A1D535

I was surprised when less than 10 minutes later BF showed up home instead of continuing his degeneracy. “I found him. I went around the block twice but I found him. I told him that I made a mistake. I told him that ‘this is what men do-we protect our women.’ he said he understood. He knew that was what men do. He agreed.  I gave him twenty dollars and he gave me a hug.”


This is why I love this man. What reason on earth do women have to not be incredibly grateful to men? They protect us. They love us without reason. Because we have not returned the favor. That shames me. That shames me. That shames me. 




My Life is a prayer

My every second is a prayer. It is an attempt to fulfill the obligation I have to my ancestors and descendants. While it is not as perfect and whole as I would like; it is at the same time a divine fight to protect and care for.

Like everyone else; I am nothing but an antennae of my God.  Whatever knowledge or wisdom I have springs from my belly and not from the chatter-bugs of my mind. 

I am way cuter than degeneracy. I’ve got a little heart-shaped face because physiognomy is real Baby!

This braggadocio does embarrass me but I am willing to risk it. Transgressing my cultural norms is somewhat humiliating but I am obligated to protect my culture more than I am obligated to protect my social standing. I have a responsibility to steward the beautifuls for the well-being of all. The cowards will cower. It’s what parasites do. We cannot blame the weak for their weakness.




I know the purpose of your life

To be brave and cheerful. 

Your life was loaned to you from your ancestors to preserve for your descendants.  It doesn’t belong to you. You are life’s steward for a very short time. 

Your life doesn’t even belong to you.  You do not deserve your life-your life is a result of grace and obliges you to care for life.

YOu cannot appease your enemies. You cannot walk free or outsmart through smarmy . It’s the very tension of life that pulled you into this dimension. You were born to fight this spiritual war. 

But Man! Mang! Mang! You are trying my last nerve.  This foolish and weak premise that we will win this war by playing by our enemies strengths and their playbook.  If we just behave? 

Our strength is our beauty and order. That’s the sword we slice with. And confidence. FFS.  Weakness doesn’t win wars. 

WE are the children of the greatest civilizations on the earth and we are worried about appearing correct enough for people who want to exploit us and kill us? 

not in my mfcking timeline

I have spent so much energy and expense protecting you. You have no idea what you have been saved from while you expose your naked throat to rejection of nature. You think this is a joke or a power play.  I don’t want to be insulting but we all have our limits. Even me.