From the Peak of the Hype Curve...
...to the trough of disillusionment. And back again! The Future of the White Race.
It shocks me how few SubStacks focus nearly entirely on what WE NEED as WHITE MEN. So much noise, well written by our weaker men. “How to Win the Black Vote.” “The Savior is Coming.” “Trump Will Save The world.” Just, fucking crap. Mellifluous noise. Excuses. Obfuscations by professional obfuscators.
People, as in your general run of the mill, just want a job, a house, couple of kids and a fat wife to fuck, respond much more to political promises, religious excuses for THEIR poor deeds, than they do to making themselves better, tougher, stronger and meaner. Everyone wants to be told how “nice” they are, even if it means letting niggers slash their throats.
“But, AC, we have to appeal to the masses. And, if they want to be weak, fat fucks, who say “not all jews,” we need to craft our message to appeal to them!” NO! Those are no longer, really, Our Volk. The comforts, lies and vices of kikes have changed them. Sadly, but we deal in reality.
I’ve lived an entire life cycle, remaining as strong, mean and tough as I was when I was 18, in to my early 60’s. Not only fit in an old uniform, I can’t wait to wear it again. Had no idea at 17, I wasn’t fighting Communists, I worked for Kikes. Hell is paved with good intentions, and as I look back in stark and ancient, bold relief, I was in Hell as a kid. I believed some of the messages they pumped in to my head. Difference? Once I realized mistakes, I admitted them. I fixed them. I apologized.
Recall my first few days posting on EARLY Gab. Had been kicked off of fucking EVERYTHING! Late 2016 I think. I was awe struck that the early battles between the “Ebil Nahtzees” and what would become known as MagaTards/QTards/ZioTards/Conservatards (many controlled oppo, most just ill informed, well meaning, useful idiots!) were all easily won by the far more intellectual, intelligent, well informed Fascists, National Socialists and Racially Aware Whites. Honestly, wasn’t even close, and I forced myself to be unbiased.
Christine and Tereza (Original and New Wives, respectively) got all dressed up for Church this morning. They really, really want to believe in something. Christine, wife of 35 years, is a more avowed National Socialist than I am, but she had her years early in our marriage where she pounded the Republican ballots, screamed at the crimes of the Clinton's. But, she also fell in to the lies of Bush Sr., thinking rich, White Republicans of course loved their Race! I knew better. We had our fights. I had my own Hype Curves prior to meeting my wife. Reagan. How fucking stupid I was.
Was warm when we got out of Church. I held each wife’s hand, had a 4 year old clinging to me, Tereza pushed her baby girl in a pram. Both wives are thin, the little boy is developing muscles thanks to me, his mind sharpening with both Christine and I teaching him European classics, facts, tactics, and gradually showing him who the enemy is. He has NO KIKE POLLUTION entering his life. No KIKE schools. No KIKE TV. No KIKE NogBall. His life is very White. As we walked, I had a sense of the weight this family places on ME. My JOB is to raise them, protect them, educate them, feed them, and to cast them off to Fate someday, well prepared and discerning.
I looked up. When I feel a connection with Deity, Divinity, Creation, I always hold up one finger. Tereza looked at me like I was crazy! I could imagine her thoughts, “My husband is walking the streets of Varna, holding up one finger and smiling.”
Recalled waiting in a long line, in Vatican City, as a very young boy. A long flight. Many taxis, driven by fanatical Italian cab drivers, who did not smell great, in the 1960’s heat and haze. Recall tour guides, my Mother tousling my hair, as I craned my head to see what European Artisans had drawn, as the Peak of their Hype Curve. I thanked my Creator for my RACE, first. My health, so that I could take care of this odd family! The beauty of both women, which kept me, wanting more children. More White Children. I will never understand the presbyter in Eastern Orthodoxy Churches, speaking in tongues foreign to me. But, I still look up. In Church. Outside of it. I am a fortunate man, not because we could afford a great brunch afterwards, or that both wives can’t wait to go back to Irakli Beach, get naked and find me new women! I feel fortunate because I am a White Man, with a White Mind, that can reconstitute the greatness, of our People. At times by bits and bytes, slurring my keys! Or, by fucking young blonds, and the occasional dirty blond! Anything with a healthy, White, unvaxxed womb! And, having children at an age when most men have a beer belly, and a man cave.
I thanked God, for making US White! Don’t need the entire Race, my Brothers. We have a lot on our shoulders. We are Keeper’s of the White Flame. We are better than many of our own kind, and most of the rest of the World. The jew, is not. They can not win. Not on Our Watch. Hail Victory. 14/88 \o
Have a lot of posts in Drafts, a few were unpublished! Too spicy!
Perhaps exemplified by us finally plopping down in Irakli Beach. Took the little boy to do some sprints. Quite a few people here today! Some pretty, young Bulgarian girl saw us both, “flopping in the wind!” and said to my son, “some day you too will be big!” She laughed, he translated the Bulgarian, and at 4, did not get the double entendre! Maybe he did.
It’s a hike from the resort to the beach, the people here are in shape! Assume it attracts swingers, or attractive couples looking to spice up their lives! We get to the towel, Christine is on her back, eyes closed, half under an umbrella I have to carry, legs a bit indecently splayed open! Tereza, is worse! She always is!
I let them know we are back, with a loud “ahemmm.” Neither lady closes their legs a millimeter! Bring them here, they are carnal animals. No hyperbole!
“Hi Husband,” like twins, as though they rehearsed it! “What are you two sexy ladies up to?” Christine smiles at me. Lustfully! Licks her lips. Damn, she is still gorgeous! “Just two sluts fishing, we are just fishing! First catch, is to your left husband!” About 30 feet further down the beach, is a tan couple. Young, early 20’s. The girl is on her side, the man is sitting up, craning his neck over at the girls. His GF/Wife is pretty, he’s handsome, they have no children, leastwise none visible, I dragged two kids here, and Tereza has a bun in the oven! We must fix this couple…
And, we have “fixed that” a few times the past few months. I always post it, and it sits in drafts.
So, the two blonds Struck Out at the nude beach yesterday! They are humbled! Tereza went over to say hi to the couple, while I was with Christine and Little Man trying to teach him to swim (holy crap, it ain't easy!). We came back to the blankets, she was looking all ticked off. "What happened Angel?" "I went to talk to the couple, the girl took one look at me, got upset, and pretty much ignored me! And her BF, has a little, winkydink! Why even bother?" ahh, life with Blonds in Heat!
But on a good note, we came back to the building around 5, after getting some organic groceries. Christine has made a friend in the building, very nice Bulgarian lady, mid 40's? She has noticed all of our stuff has the EU organic label, she has begun to have some medical issues, and Christine has been inviting her to come up to our place with her husband, and see what keeps me, Christine and Tereza doctor free. Tonight, she did!
Her and the husband (nice guy, super quiet!) speak at least 5 languages each, not the same either, but both speak a modicum of English. Most of the conversations were in Russian or Bulgarian, both Christine and Tereza are pretty conversant in both, and mostly I just nod my head! The lady has a 24 year old daughter, who went to "a fancy university in Spain." Her daughter lives in Spain now, has a "great job" and no desire to marry or have children. A pretty innocuous convo with Normies, but Christine rained Hellfire on the Mom! "Tell her to quit, come live with you, and we will have her married and pregnant in 3 months!" Again, to us, or even most of you reading, this is logical! Why waste a pretty, White womb, earning slave wages for whatever kikes run most corporations in Spain!? The woman; however, did not seem pleased to hear words like, "quit, marry, motherhood."
I called Christine to the kitchen, told her to chill out. She GRABBED me! Strong, wiry arms! "This woman needs a spine! Her daughter is going to become a cat lady, I saw a pic of her, pretty girl. Let me handle this, my way!" I liked it, Blondy was on a mission!
Go back to the living room, Tereza is bored out of her mind, the little boy is telling them about all the "naked people" he saw today, and the lady's husband looked like he was trying to escape from prison! He kept looking at his watch! The lady said twice to Christine, "let's go food shopping sometime soon."
Tereza, sensing a disaster, and a horrible mix of humans, came to life! "AC wanted me to have strong children, so he helped me divorce my husband, after he got me pregnant!" You could have cut the space/time continuum with a knife! I think the woman knew, but not the Husband. He stood, up, held his hand out to his wife, "time to go!"
Party poopers! Womb wasters! Sublimation Errors on our part! Normies must be awoken a few steps at a time! They left (ran away!), Christine shut the door, Tereza burst out laughing! "He hasn't fucked her in 10 years I bet!" Alas, Little Man, being 4 years old, immediately said, "My Dad fucks you every day!" At least, we will not need to have the dreaded, "where do babies come from convo with him!" Aunt Christine quickly told him, "that's not a nice word in English." And he schooled her, "but my Mom said it first." 2:30 AM, Bonne Nuit SubStackians! May you have many fertile wombs to explore! \o
Unfortunately, as much as I like your anti-jew posts, and having two wives, etc, I think you have jumped the shark. Taking your adopted kid to a nude beach to teach him to swim...dumbass. take the boy to a pool and build up slowly, because the ocean is not the pool, and the ocean has no forgiveness. (but remember, I speak from the uttermost ends of the earth, where the sea is cold and murky and easily fatal)
As for the other comments, they are unbecoming of a gentleman, if you are real. A real paragon of the white races would not be so childishly dismissive of others , nor so immodest, nor so exposing of new acquaintances. With such qualities, who would follow you into battle?
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