We managed to get into one of the conspirator's phones, however their messenger chats all appear to be deleted. This is highly unlikely due to the amount of diligence needed by the person in question. Does anyone know how to view these older messages?
If theres any truth of it then in a year or two, at the limi,t the u.s. and china will be in a hot war.
Fusion-center guy I met at a military bar in gainsville, someone who essentially works as a domestic propagandist told me they receive lists of names weekly. His daily tasks include automatically identified threads on facebook, youtube, and other sites, and his day most consists of insinuating the people in question "must have got vaxxed!" He noticed all the names were people that died. He only realized something was off when it came out later that one of them had been reported as a homocide victim by local authorities, apparently some coroner or investigator hadn't got the message to file it under natural causes.
Was going to post it to 4chins before it went down.
Could be strategic bullshit, idk, thought some of you must find it interesting.
@system, Can you give us an update on the state of donations since your original call for support? Is there a danger of the threat of this place going tits-up again due to lack of donations? Can you give regular donation updates? Monthly? Quarterly?
I've been trying to take a lot of steps to address myself internally and repair myself after a lifetime of ignoring or outright destroying my inner fortress. I've been making improvements slowly, rebuilding and repairing parts of myself so that I have a lasting and real confidence that's protected by a wall of willpower. But at the center of my fortress I have a burning temple of hatred that seems uncontrollable unless I pretend to be retarded.
When you view the current situation critically and examine all the facts it's clear that White people are under attack, so in turn, my family and ancestry are under attack. The government, the entire fucking government not just the side some of you retards dont like, is completely our enemy. The jews are most certainly still upset about history and have been methodically executing an extremely organized decades long infiltration of western society. They started every problem that we're facing today and done so with such a slow-acting poison that they've gone relatively undetected to the point where even calling them out with facts and proof is scoffed at or better yet; illegal.
Then when viewed with the intention of problem solving and moving beyond it... There is no solution. Most of you, whom I truly do respect and enjoy, are unfortunately retarded and blind to the reality that we can't organize against this and will almost surely lose this war. There are no good men in power and even if some popped up the machine is too powerful to stop and the people are too easy to divide. We see more countries fall every year, conquered silently and without media coverage.
The fire of hatred burns hot but the only person that's feeling the heat is myself. How do you guys deal with this rage? Decades ago when I started travelling down this rabbit hole chasing after the truth I never imagined that it would lead me to a place of hatred. A place of isolation. I'm guessing that eventually it leads me full-circle, right back to where I started but instead of seeking all the answers I already know them I just don't care anymore. We've all been slowly coerced into hating everyone and it's working. They know that they can antagonize us by replacing us, slowly propagandize against us and manifest the evil white people into reality. They know they can push the niggers to commit crimes through squeezing the economy, tapping into their ape-envy and aiming them at white people to strike. They can push the gay agenda to ridiculous levels of degeneracy and convince them that severe mental illness is just pushing the limits of acceptance. Women have been coerced into thinking they're oppressed and deserve more and more. The list goes on and on.
Where does that leave us? The angry whites that have been backed into a corner? This fire of hatred will almost surely force, at least, some of us to become the villain they've been manifesting. Then what? The final chapters pretty much write themselves.
Is there a timeline where we put our hatred for the subgroups aside and go after the controller? Or are we destined to slaughter each other in the streets and give the writers the conclusion they were building up?
I do not believe for one moment her death was a suicide. I believe she was murdered. And yeah she's gone the fake news says because a bus hit her car and she had renal failure and committed suicide after she left the hospital.
Edit: For those who don't know Virginia Giuffre was the most prominent Jeffrey Epstein survivor we knew about.
It tasted like ASS! I returned it to the grocery store, and bought the more expensive "Amish" Butter! It also tasted like ass! As a matter of fact it had the same chemical taste that the L-O-L butter had! My question is, what do I buy that isn't pozzed?
A boy in his mid to late teens wearing a very feminine dress! THEN, I see a sub-par white girl in a BMW SUV, she gets out and she's carrying a blackish child by the hand! What the FUCK happened to America!
I am a timeship A spaceman on a lonely journey Where familiar places, familiar faces like cargo, vanish with the passing of the sun light, and the stars. each sunset, each sunrise, racing along on the voyage called life And I can never meet you in that place we were before in the events that made us smile, because yesterday like a continent, a planet is so far away.
the you that was yesterday. and will I be disappointed to see you again someday, or I disappoint you, old and grey and all our opinions alien and strange who we are is not who we were and even our memories of ourselves are of another till all those happy days are like videos of some other's lives lived so long ago.
I am a timeship A spaceman on a lonely journey. We all leave each other, who we are, who we were, who we love One light year, one yesteryear, at a time.
