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According to my declaration in my 2025/10/28 article: I instructed my champion and my enemy to wait for confirmation from me here before attending any arranged parleys using my court. It has been exhausting work more than I had foreseen, and has taken me exactly a month now, rather than exactly a week as I predicted. Thank you for waiting, and for not pestering me with “are we there yet?” during my unending dealings with stupid people, and also with zealous children tagging along in secret which I am fiercely protective of: causing me to make much gymnastics maneuvers which have delayed me. Children, you will have your time as adults very soon; but you must run to bed now and let the adults have our “adult time”. Go on now. Being a child in this sense is not a reference to age in years, but to age in maturity. Go on now. Take your rest. I love you, don’t worry. Go on now. Take your earpiece out.

Now, my time to address the adults during “adult time” has come.

TO MY ENEMY (part 1):

Enemy: Lay down your arms, and come to the parley in good faith; be not a coward and send decoys or bring secret weapons; but trust my word in good faith. We will search you; you will not search us. We will verify you; you will not verify us. This is the role of the hosting court. My “friends” now fear my wrath to disregard my intent, more than anything you could threaten them with. You will be safe now. You know already that for me to betray your trust would be a much greater injury to me than any physical thing you could do to me. And so, come.

TO MY CHAMPION:

Champion: What do you think? I am not fully awakened in the areas which you are. From my end, safety has been secured. What do you see from your end? If it is the right time as you judge, then please come to my court tomorrow and inspect the grounds to insure my enemy is truly safe.

TO MY ENEMY (part 2):

Enemy: On second thought, give me one more day to prepare your safety. Let my champion do his work and inspect things one final time. Wait for confirmation from me here: and then, if all is well, you may come to the parley on Wednesday 11/26. If I forget to confirm here by some unforeseen distraction; then please, remind someone to remind me. These two-faced “friends” of mine are more annoying than you, enemy, in that they have absolutely nothing to offer me whether in friendship from a friend, or in glorious death martyrdom from an enemy. Perhaps, we might have some common ground in our disgust for these disrespectful “friends” of mine.

Nuclear war would feel like a cool warm breeze by comparison. *shrug*

This is hilarious. I dare not for a moment reveal you. Congratulations. What shall we do with the retards? Shall we flex? Don’t make me jealous…. Obviously. Are you experienced in this of recent generations, or is this an uncommon scenario, or possibly never before? I shall not remove your glory by giving you any compliments here. I wonder if I should add to your glories by doing the opposite. But alas, we are observers, servants, obeyers, pathetic grovelers, anything he wants. Do you hear that? I fear. He needs me now, suddenly. I must attend to him. Talk later. Goodbye.

For a long time, I was already sick of JD Vance upstaging Donald Trump Jr’s obvious plan to run a Trump 2028 presidential campaign. But recently, 2-3 weeks ago, I openly declared that, with the massive Democrat victory in the elections, Trump has had his full turn at the wheel and he obviously can’t achieve a victory as soon as we need it. Therefore, as standard precaution against possible controlled opposition infiltrators of the enemy taking us down by stealth; it is required to give leaders adequate time but to then switch leaders if victory is not achieved, or else the enemy’s controlled opposition might hold our leadership for too long if it ever were to happen. Before this, as always, my friends have my full support until I say they don’t; and I was massively irritated at everyone, including MTG, about them all making moves and comments to support a JD Vance 2028 presidential campaign; without first declaring for new leadership besides Trump, as I have done. And Vance made no protest against it or made any attempt to defer to Trump 2028. This was a betrayal.

And now JD Vance was misquoted by the media for this social media post as if he said, “Ukraine achieving victory is a fantasy.” which would have led me to a full scale verbal assault upon JD Vance.

Ukraine obviously has a great chance at victory. But still, something about this post doesn’t smell right. It reeks of something unpleasant; I can’t quite name it. Does JD Vance have any clue what it feels like to want to die? Not due to depression, but due to overwhelming desire to die for a righteous cause. I sense Ukraine understands this feeling.

Do we forget the Holodomor? Do we forget Communist Russia’s century long propaganda crusade against our beloved Uncle Adolf? Do we forget the gulags which even their nationally respected Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn wrote about? Do we forget the evils of Soviet Communism and its attempt at extinguishing Christianity? Do we forget that Antifa still has its source in Communist Russia’s modern rebrand which merely hides the “communist”?

Vance, who’s side are you on? Personally, I am 97% convinced that this leadership of modern Russia which holds hostage Mother Russia and also innocent people like Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn: that they are responsible for stealing my beloved Russian woman from me: and that they could hand her back over to me if they wanted. But because of this 3% doubt: I withhold my full verbal venom. But really, the Russian people should be rescued from their evil overlords in any case, in my opinion.

JD Vance, I have a fantasy that you would apologize to Trump for blaspheming Trump 2028 without first declaring openly against it as I did. I want a new leader besides Trump now, but definitely not JD Vance. How about Charlie Kirk’s father? Or whichever closest patrilineal relation? Or if Charlie Kirk’s relations don’t contain someone comfortable donning the role of new leader, then perhaps a stand-in representative to do the public thing while we all know that Charlie Kirk’s relation is the real leader behind the scenes? Charlie Kirk is our new champion, I think; and I thank Donald Trump for all the victories he has achieved for us: but the time to pass the baton is now I think.

Back to this social media post of JD Vance: it isn’t quite far enough to make me think he said it is a fantasy for Ukraine to achieve victory. But it is just annoyingly close enough for me to lash out concerning Vance’s previous betrayal of Trump 2028. He is no good for a presidential candidate. Anyone who supports JD Vance 2028 should be heavily scrutinized to see if they are an enemy or just retarded.

Again, to emphasize: God Bless Donald Trump and his family for holding the mantle of leader for so long and acheiving so many victories! They will go down in history as among our best! They must remain as advisors to our next leader, whoever it turns out to be.

Sieg Heil.

Assuming these aren’t just fake videos injected onto my computers and that this guy even exists in the first place…

Puttin, I’ll think about that, but I need you to think about this. I would sooner initiate a nuclear apocalypse, than to let my Russian woman go. I DON’T GIVE A FUCK. Think about that.

James 2:19: “Thou believest that there is one God: thou doest well: the devils also believe it, and tremble.”

John 9:41: “Jesus said unto them, If ye were blind, ye should not have sin: but now ye say, We see: therefore your sin remaineth.”

In my opinion, God with his infinite power, has decided to return in the form as if waking up from a nap, and is groggy and just going to relax for a bit before addressing the mess which some evil people have made.

Of course, these evil people, who loved to wear devil-worshipper robes and perform their flamboyant rituals, who so energetically professed their belief in and hatred for our God; really, it was a cover for a weak belief in God and a hatred for his not returning sooner. And now that He has returned, they are surprised. Their weak faith in their weak religion has disappeared like a house of cards in a hurricane. Obviously, they now have great fear, and try to run from God’s presence, but they cannot do so merely by running from me and my contagious faith, because God’s signs are now revealing themselves to them everywhere they turn. Have we not waited patiently 2000 years for His return, so that we would fault God if he chose to take the form of someone who is being slow because He just woke up? Of course not. And we shall wait until He decides to do whatever He wants to do. Obviously, God will punish these evil doers, or maybe not; I care not what God does; I only accept and obey. But it seems likely that he will destroy them shortly.

And so these evil people know this as well. They are aware that they do not have much time left. Perhaps they will cling to their laughable texts which describe their plan of action in the event that God should return. Enemy, will you do it out of pride? Out of spite? Will you still refuse to repent? Are you finally willing to admit that you are coward and afraid of Him, because He is in all ways better than you, and committed no wrong? If not, then obviously, go ahead fulfill the prophecy.

Revelation 12:12: “Therefore rejoice, ye heavens, and ye that dwell in them. Woe to the inhabitants of the earth, and of the sea: for the devil is come down unto you, which hath great wrath, knowing that he hath but a short time.

I received a vision of a place I can only describe as the opposite of paradise. It was given to me in a veiled form, like looking directly at the sun with a technology that allows you to receive it without going blind. Still, it disturbed my soul, and I am troubled by it. It is not some spiritual place in the afterlife, but a physical place in this world where people actually are currently. Obviously, to comprehend this place fully would cause extreme suffering; and the more I contemplate the vision, the more I am troubled. If one finds himself in this place: the only way to escape from it, is to cease from evil with all your strength; and to receive unto yourself the crimes you have done to others, or even greater crimes, with as much voluntary action as possible. Of course, the nature of this place makes it impossible to receive it voluntarily for very long. But the act of trying your best to do so is what I am advising you to do. And also, worship God and thank him, as much as you possibly can, and do not curse God or be angry with Him; above all things do not do that. Do not ask God for mercy, for it could be annoying to Him. Simply accept your fate, even if forever, and thank and praise God still even if it be so forever. Then, after enough time, perhaps God might have mercy on you and remove you from that place to somewhere more comfortable, to test your repentance. Also, monitor your intent; do not do these recommended actions of mine for no other reason than to escape; for God will know that your greatest desire is to escape rather than to fulfill His will. And because you have received these words of mine, I wonder if God will now expect even more of your submission to His will; because He is more merciful on those who have received less correct guidance. To whom more is given, then the more will be required. In that end, I wonder if I should not have written this article. May God’s will be done. I dare not pray for anyone who is in this place, because it has been given to me the idea that God is annoyed when I continually ask him for stuff, or tell him what to do. My highest mission is to bring pleasure to God, and to fulfill His will. Or if I sense that God wills it that I cause him suffering, or to do against His will: then I will do that.

Alexandria said, “God is 1.” Rome and Constantinople said, “God is 2”. Then they both excommunicated each other for heresy. The end.

Mr. Bush. My attention has suddenly been directed to you. I need to know, who was ultimately responsible (besides God) for having me imprisoned and tortured in July and August 2004? Was it you? Who was it that allowed such cruel inhumanity to be inflicted upon such an innocent naive young man as I myself was at that time? Tell us everything you know. I would like to make adjustments which will prevent and discourage that type of thing from ever again happening again to a sweet young boy having a dream. If someone did not give the final order, then who put the system in place which allowed it to happen? If you do not speak clearly, then terrible things might happen to you which will be beyond my control to stop. This is not a threat from me, but a warning that others, I think, want to harm you physically. I only desire to mock and embarrass my enemies; this is my preferred method of torture. I think your only chance of escape from others who might prefer to physically torture you, would be complete and total submission to answering my questions without delaying in any form. If you share part of the guilt, then be assured that I only want to make fun of you and embarrass you; and I am widely known to protect evil people from being physically harmed in order for me to perform this skill of mine to maximum effect.

I am extremely upset about what was done to me in that torture prison. Did John McLaughlin, who was the Director of Central Intelligence at that time, have anything to do with it? I cannot emphasize enough the enormous suffering I went through at that time. It is inconceivable that a human being would do this to a young boy. We must get to the bottom of it. If it was you, then say it. I would like to find and apprehend every single person who had any involvement with it whatsoever. Thanks.

On another note of torturing people. On the Joe Rogan podcast, John Kiriakou outlined a large amount of evils committed in the USA government during your tenure as president. Can you also shed light here on what is true or not of his testimony? Liars abound on all sides, making it difficult for me to make judgments.

If you are in fact completely innocent of everything, then please accept my apology for maybe making you feel uncomfortable as I investigate this. I know it is sometimes not fun to be the headline article on this website. But we must root out the sources of all these evils as soon as possible.

It remains to be seen: who is winding up who; and who, in the end, will be watching who on a screen. I predict, your hierarchy of social pressure will fall. I also predict that, one day, those who watch my “show” will suddenly see the screen change to a live video of your own face; and then you will finally turn it off.

Or worse, if your intentions were evil or perverse, then your screen might reveal itself to have been a “magic” mirror the entire time. In the end, I will forget, and I will sleep well. But for the enemies among my watchers; well, I suppose you will have to talk to someone who has eaten the full fruit of the knowledge of good & evil, in order to find out exactly what will happen to you on that day.

Slightly changed the definition of ETHNICITY PATRIARCH, to clarify.

ETHNICITY PATRIARCH: Most Recent Patriarch of the RACE of the ruler of an ETHNICITY who still retains the ethnicity.

They’ve raped and destroyed our women. They steal our children’s minds to evil. Giving secret abortions to teenage girls in schools. They box us in to a life of porn, never to feel the touch of a woman. They have drag queens in the public square and enforce respect while they normalize throwing cash at them for children to see, in order to normalize whoredom. The police degrade you and spit in your face figuratively with every interaction.

The evil demon democrats have won the major elections in New York City, New Jersey, and Virginia (if my internet is not being tampered with). What will it take for the fighters to begin the fight? Must I beg and plead to God for permission to violence? He won’t give it to me. Did he give it to you? I am not calling for violence, but I am only wondering why there isn’t any except on the part of our enemies. It is odd. Perhaps God has called us all to non-violence. His will be done.

There can be no worse fate than what America has fallen to at this point. I sense the source of the evil in the New York City government now. Particularly their police force, which have committed more crimes against me than I can count.

The American people is our wife, and we are her husband. Do we not have a right to her?

After watching Ben Shapiro’s recent video “Tucker Carlson Sabotages America”, it has me sensing some tension which I think I can quickly reduce with a few key insights.

BEN SHAPIRO

Ben Shapiro has obviously been hiding from my gaze by plastering his show, of which I am interested in, with literally a long annoying ad almost every 4 minutes or sometimes less I forget; making it unwatchable, and unable to put on in the background and listen to in a relaxed state due to having to get up and fast forward through another ad every 4 minutes. Thanks to Nick Fuentes, who pointed out that he finally released something without ads, I was alerted to it. It’s fine that Shapiro is being shy or hiding for whatever reason: I respect that he maybe just wanted some privacy and maybe for no other reason; so I cast no judgment in that vein. But as a result of it, I am only able to give very shallow insights into Shapiro’s views. I do not know if he has some particular thought pattern which might offend me greatly. But so far, while I do not agree on some things I’ve gathered of his views, he has not crossed a line into making me think he is an enemy. His views across this video are splashed with various things I agree and disagree with.

NICK FUENTES

Fuentes is obviously taking on some long-term commitments to a “good guy pretending to be bad” staging. That’s great, and I’m certain he enjoys being attacked for the sake of honor, as do I. I will try not to interfere with this staging of his by highlighting exactly what I suspect to be so. Other things Fuentes speaks which are not in this category, many I disagree with, and many I agree with. It is admirable that Fuentes throws himself into full unguarded authentic speaking so often, as opposed to Shapiro who keeps his unguarded authentic speaking to a minimum; because his audience is composed of older more quick to judge people, I understand. Some people will not be able to separate certain humor from black and white interpretations. What can you do?

CHARLIE KIRK

I am finding out more and more about this previous feud Fuentes had with Charlie before his rise to sainthood. It all seems like appropriate heated debate to me. After Kirk’s rise, Fuentes toned down his criticism out of respect, but openly admitted that his previous criticisms still stood the same and he delicately laid out that opinion before his audience. Fuentes also criticized Erika Kirk’s behavior after Charlie Kirk’s rise, and his reasonings I do disagree with. Yet, in my opinion, Fuentes criticisms of Erika Kirk, what I’ve seen, did not cross the line into blasphemy in the way that Sneako and the Times of India have, which earned them my enmity. Fuentes walks the line of appropriate debate with skill. I would enjoy debating him on many issues where we would differ.

TUCKER CARLSON

FINAL JUDGMENT

All this tension between these four seems like appropriate debate. Do any of them think otherwise? Shapiro’s point that it is appropriate conduct to refuse to give a megaphone to people who would lead normies astray, and thus criticizing Carlson for hosting Fuentes. He is correct about to defend his right to refuse megaphones to whom he thinks, but I disagree with him on who would be good or bad to give a megaphone to. Tuckerson seems fine to me. I do enjoy watching these four go at it. Proceed.

I’m going to let these obvious little schemes going on lately play out without commenting directly, else I disturb delicate plans. I wonder how far it will go along this path before becoming obvious to others besides myself. Yet, as always, onward we go.

Enemy, I am calling your bluff. Will you arrange another torture prison session for me and add to my honors? Will you frighten me into folding my hand? Will you again ridicule my nakedness? What will you do? Whatever you do, do it quickly. The filibuster is not allowed in this game we play. I have called and shown my hand… now show yours so that we can finally be finished.

Your former co-worker John Kiriakou accused you on the Joe Rogan podcast of being the responsible party which allowed a simple common Afghanistan soldier Abu Zubaydah to be put into a coffin with cockroaches and left there only to have his diaper changed every 3 days? Is this true?

He also accuses you of many crimes and of being one of those classic big arrogant tough guy types which likes to stare down and intimidate people while sitting across from them at a desk of power. But I worry you could be a good guy pretending to be bad, or this Kiriakou is a bad guy pretending to be good; and so I have not jumped to conclusions.

Surely the CIA will fall if this coffin story were true; and the white race would be forced to beg Afghanistan and the world for forgiveness. But I am open to a more complicated version of the story. Did they first put one of your friends in a coffin with bugs for long periods of time, and you responded? Tell us what happened. Do not be afraid of me. Did someone bigger and scarier than you blackmail you into doing it? If so, who was it? Where is this grand embarrassment to the white race that I am searching for?

This Sneako blasphemes Saint Charlie Kirk by this little clip of his. He has the literal look of a person with a small skull not allowing for much brains. He is obviously mentally handicapped, I could feel bad for him; but no.

It is at times like this that I grieve I am not able to kill or to physically hurt people, according to my calling from God. Please, do not kill or physically harm Sneako, else it might be put to my responsibility and this list. But can we do something worse to him?

As for number #1 on the list, I can only hope God calls down his wrath through whatever vessel He chooses to do as He wishes, what I am not allowed to do myself in order to reclaim my woman. I care nothing about what happens to this #1 enemy of mine, but only that I receive my woman back.

I also wonder that I may have inspired some trendy thing of pursuing glorious self-sacrifice, and so I am constantly on guard of good guys pretending to be bad guys, in order to false flag attack our enemy. Could this apply to Sneako? But blaspheming the widow of a saint, and thus also the saint himself: can this be permissible in false flag warfare? Obviously, we cannot justify every vile act in the name of a false flag greater good.

This brings to mind a quote of God in the book of Mark 3:28: “Verily I say unto you, All sins shall be forgiven unto the sons of men, and blasphemies wherewith soever they shall blaspheme. But he that shall blaspheme against the Holy Ghost hath never forgiveness, but is in danger of eternal damnation.” Did Charlie Kirk have the Holy Ghost, and so God rewarded him with expedited admittance to paradise?

Can someone deliver justice to this Sneako? Not only for justice’s sake, but also to discourage future blasphemers against our beloved Saint Charlie Kirk. Nick Fuentes, you have a developed relationship with this Sneako that puts you in strategic position; and you are also skilled at extracting suffering through words. Make this Sneako suffer please, without any transgression against the intention of our God, of course.

I restrain myself from saying I hate this Sneako, according to what I interpret as the intention of God. But surely I hate the evil spewing from this demon’s mouth. A quick search for a relevant verse from the old books found me this Septuagint Psalm 96:10: “Those who love the Lord hate evil. The Lord guards the souls of his holy ones.” Let us be the vessels of God’s intention. Let us make Sneako suffer, through words, just as God made his own enemies suffer through words. We are justified. The sword of the Word has been prepared and raised. And now, let us bring it down upon him.

Muslims, this sneako is an embarrassment to you. You should join in on this. But I forget, your beliefs allow you to kill; and this would be too good of a fate for Sneako. Please, do not hurt him; but give us time to allow our words to do what no amount of physical trauma ever could. I desire, emotional trauma. I desire to see his discomfort. I desire to witness his emotional suffering. If you kill or physically harm him, then it will end that prospect.

If Sneako openly professes a conversion to Christianity in the midst of this, then cease with this plan to make him suffer; and even if his declared conversion was a lie, then still let it serve as evidence to him of who the One True God is, in that his suffering ended when he called upon Him.

I must rest from my anger. I am, so angry. I am tired.

People say things like this are a “slippery slope”. But this logic does not apply when the enemy has already committed deeds which have already initiated the slippery slope, and we have in fact already slipped down to the bottom of the slope and can slip no more further down. Maybe re-instate the filibuster if needed after this obscene enemy has finally been cut down. I agree with Trump, the democrats will terminate the filibuster the next chance they get. I think they will also implement martial law the next chance they get. The time has come to harvest the reasons we have waited until this point. There was a time of peace, and it is not that time anymore.

I noticed a new attack cycle going at the moment against Erika Kirk, widow of Saint Charlie Kirk. Mrs. Kirk has nobly dived headfirst into the front line of the attack upon our enemy, and she gives public speeches and riffs off script as necessary. Maybe, at worst, saying something slightly awkward: I have not heard anything yet, to her credit. But the bad guys have chosen upon this recent moment at a speech of hers to gang up on her and trash talk her: focusing in on the fact she wore tight leather pants and while riffing said something like “no one will replace my husband but… JD Vance is a similar”; referring innocently to mean that nobody can replace her husband’s excellent skills in battle against the enemy, and saying a nice thing about Mr. Vance’s potential to also be a good fighter. Standard. Here is one example of the united attack angle being seized upon by the enemy:

Anyone who joins in on this chorus of blasphemy against the widow of a sacred hero in the cause of God, Charlie Kirk, is disgusting and dishonorable; and anyone who joins in will find themselves on my list of enemies. Even if Mrs. Kirk actually did say something awkward, which will inevitably happen to anyone who joins the propaganda field of battle, then a reaction of mercy and understanding would be appropriate for the widow of a hero. And as far as the tight leather pants go; she is trying to make a connection with young women who have been trained to dress like this and to pull them back from the abyss by first having them identify with her by her acting similarly to them. But even aside from this, I do not think her pants were inappropriate on the level of what we are fighting against in the cultural pollution of our women. And then, the chorus of blasphemers seize upon a standard pass the mic hug when JD Vance takes the next speech. A total nothing-burger, but the enemy is grasping at whatever it can, obviously.

She is certainly pretty still in her youthful blossom, adding to the tragedy of Charlie’s death; but this will do well in capturing the minds of young women who admire beauty in other women the same way men admire skill in battle among other men.

I suppose I should address the issue of women widows, which I left untouched on in my previous article which explained which man has rightful claim to a woman. I assume, women in widowhood will become lonely and in need of a new partner. First, and in the best case, would be if Charlie Kirk has any patrilineal brothers or cousins or extended cousins. Erika Kirk has been touched by the seed of Charlie’s patrilineal line, and so can now only produce pure offspring for that line. And so, if possible, she should search among Charlie’s patrilineal brothers for a new husband, even becoming second wife to one of them; and there would be no problem if children were to result.

In the worst case scenario, if the widow’s husband has no patrilineal members which are suitable for the widow, and she needs a new partner: this is difficult. It seems like the correct answer is buried under the hard rock of the earth, requiring much mining and digging to find the correct response. Some other might already know it, but this is my first time considering the issue. My quick thought would be for the widow to then search among the sons of the matriline of her husband’s mother. The intimate embrace of family’s mixing their bloodlines already in a previous generation could make it possibly less painful for a man to take a widow as a wife even while knowing that his potential children with her will be half-mixed with the previous husband’s genetics already in the widow, and thus creating an entirely new patriline that cannot be heir to his. Perhaps this is a sacrifice suitable to honor the widow of a hero. But again I emphasize, this widow should not easily shrug off any of her husband’s patriline members in preference of someone else; all attempts should be made for a patriline member to take the widow for his own, because his seed will still be pure and able to become heirs to his patriline. I think that covers all the basics.

But back to the main theme of this article. Let Erika Kirk alone, and do not criticize her like this. It makes me enormously angry and stressed out. People who would attack the widow of a hero for having an awkward moment, of which this is not one of those moments in my opinion, I would think are toying with the wrath of God coming upon them.

God bless Erika Kirk. God bless Charlie Kirk. I do not know them personally, but ever since Charlie’s assassination, I have been continually struck with inspiration over the story, and I have a faith that, even behind the scenes, these are good people.

Seig Heil.

Naive trans and gay people beware. You are being used in a coordinated attack aimed at castrating all our males and sterilizing all our females. The time has come for martial law, and at this time free speech is not a priority over winning the war. And so, kindly, shut up, keep your costumes out of public sight and especially out of the sight of young impressionable children. When the war is won, then we can return to free speech and you expressing your opinion and walking in public at appropriate times.

If you cannot understand, then perhaps this little clip of violence will motivate you. I don’t know the background of this specific incident, but the point is it gives off an aura to express myself. Nobody feels bad for you. I don’t feel bad for you after seeing this video. I will keep my promises I made to you in my book and in my speeches. But the time has come for martial law and we must battle the enemy, in which case if you join their ranks and assist them then it should be no surprise that you will get caught in the crossfire.

I will gladly hear your opinions and debate with you, after my son’s genitals have been secured. But now is not the time. And so “get in”.

“Get in” your hiding place, and pray for our victory which will be better for you in the long term. Or if you feel inspired to join the war on our side even though we disagree with your lifestyle, then feel free to false flag the trans gay agenda by the usefulness of maybe a sudden conversion you might be having right now; but be careful because this would bring you to the front line point of most danger; if glorious sacrifice is something you desire. Otherwise, I will let you know when it is safe again and martial law is over. Have a nice day.

My dear “Puttin” . How DARE you threaten to delay the glorious death of these brave Ukrainian soldiers. This is intolerable. This is an escalation worse than nuclear. To my worst enemy, I would never commit this crime. How could you threaten like this? Is it not enough that you are unable to deliver to myself this glorious death? so that you must also threaten to withhold it from these brave men friends of mine who deserve it more than either of us?

I beg you, have mercy. You have done it; you have brought me to the negotiating table. ANYTHING but this, please. What do you want? Speak clearly. If you do not back down from this threat, then I will be forced to apply the same threat to your soldiers as well. I am certain that you are not a piece of shit fagot coward, and so you will understand the seriousness of this threat I will level in response to yours. Think clearly. You do not want to go down this road… trust me.

To the Russian soldiers under “Puttin” I say, I am INNOCENT of this escalation; it is not my responsibility. Why do you fight under a man who is making plans which will lead to cheating you of your ultimate desire? Does he have a woman who comforts him which makes him desire to live? I do not understand these types of people. Also, let me thank you for your considerable delivery of honor to my friends, the Ukrainian soldiers. I am truly confused at this overture from your “Puttin”. I will need time to process this development before I enact my similar escalation in response; and so you are safe in that, for the moment, we will continue delivering honor to you in great sums. Have a nice day.

I suddenly sense there has been some type of arrangements for a grand enemy of mine to come meet me according to the customs of my dream state. I sense also another arrangement has been made for a grand champion of my supporters to visit also.

I must warn you ahead of time, unless you are aware of something I do not know, that both of you I would ask to consider to delay your visit. I suddenly remember during one of my previous awakenings of the methods of some of my “friends” to use my occasional dream mutterings which might convince an enemy of mine to visit me in a feeling of trust; but then to use the fact that I will fall asleep later on to seize my enemy not according to my intent, and in fact by grossly defying my intent. And these “friends” of mine, I have sensed previously, laugh afterward with an aire of disrespect toward my intent; and until now I have not addressed it.

I ask the both of you, my enemy and my champion, to delay your visits to me until I have had time to finish dealing with some recent developments in my dreamscape, and to further secure your safety among these so called “friends” of mine, who do not fear, yet, of disregarding my intent. Enemy, whether you were planning on coming yourself or sending a decoy, while you know my final plan is to capture you eventually, it is my plan to also capture other enemies beside you in the future, and to maybe even make a peace with some of them by allowing the trusted meeting point of my court to become a widely respected place where all know, even my worst enemies, that they can meet me and then return to their camp without danger to either of us. A true parley. Of course, your parleying reputation is in ruins, as it is the custom of your court to work in deceit and to lure your enemies into various traps during their visits, and so I will never be coming to your court. I do not desire to earn the same bad reputation for my court; and so, I must guarantee your safety.

The same goes for the visit of my champion, because as my champion you have made enemies among both my “friends” and enemies; and similarly it might not be safe, yet, for you to visit either.

Give me a week, to make some arrangements to secure the safety of my visitors, both your physical safety and also the safety of any private scheming plans you may have. A true parley, and true safety, does not involve the undeclared collecting of data or intelligence which later could be used in war between the visiting parties. Give me a week to secure your total safety, and wait for confirmation from me here, before proceeding with a visit. Unless there is something I am not aware of; which is often the case.

Some of my friends might be truly disappointed that I wrote this article, in that I may have sabotaged the potential capture of some truly wicked person. But alas, we live in a world where we must sacrifice a smaller victory in the present in order to win a larger victory in the future; and to win that future victory I will definitely need the reputation of my court for a safe parley. As a side note, I am truly embarrassed at my overuse of the word parley here. That movie has left a mark on me, obviously.

And my court should not just be a trusted meeting place with my own enemies, but also trusted as parleying place for any two fighting factions separate from my involvement to have negotiations if they can find no other safe trusted place.

A final note, to my enemy, obviously you do not desire to help me attain any good reputation, and so I will be open in admitting that I realize the only reason you might meet me like this would be to satisfy an interest you might have in actually meeting me face to face, with whatever level of my own awakening being possible during our meeting as my safety allows, so that our minds can meet also. If you are interested, then please openly declare, as will my side also, any data and intelligence that will be collected during our meeting. Also, we must also be on guard against you committing some kind of suicidal act during our meeting as a way to sabotage my reputation for a safe parley. And so you see, it is complicated, and thus I will need a week to make arrangements from my end.

At first I was just looking for a quick clip example of this nigger word moment I was talking about in yesterday’s nigger article. I found this Nick Fuentes on the Fresh & Fit black podcast, but then also finding this violent anti-white response from No News Jumper, it has shifted my focus to their anti-white terrible behavior.

Far from letting Fuentes and this black podcast have their cute moment of friendship; no, instead these No Jumper News idiots remind me of why the nigger word moment has become what it now is.

Addressing this No News Jumper crew: Front left idiot threatens to choke out any white man who dares to say nigger. To me, being given “permission” to say nigger is a very minor hurdle which might open up friendship, but it is not enough to open up a deep intellectual respect. Yet front-left nigger gets tripped up at even this microscopic hurdle which fresh & fit blacks can pass. Toward the end he criticizes fresh & fit and says they shouldn’t be given a platform to speak on behalf of and represent black people publicly. With that, I’ll let his own words cast judgement upon him.

Middle left idiot mocks the supposed voice of a white man; mistaking the classic technique of changing one’s tone of voice in order to put a listener more at ease even at the sacrifice of sounding less masculine dominant. All races will change their voice tone in this way during polite conversation, but middle left idiot gives the white race a compliment in associating this honorable behavior with whites specifically; thank you.

Middle-right “mr tryin’ too hard to be cool” idiot, tries to say that a soft A nigga could be acceptable, but not the hard R; but still earns for himself the title of idiot by generally joining in on the disapproval of white man daring to disagree.

Back left guy, to his credit, tries to throw some positive spin on the cute moment by pointing out that they asked nick to say it. He probably had a lot more intelligent things to say, but the idiots quickly peer pressure him to back down, and he does. He then tries again by saying “we all know nick fuentes and accept him for who he is”; implying the understanding of judging a person’s heart rather than surface activity; and nick’s heart is obviously not a classic cartoon character version of black hatred. Again, the idiots cause him to back down in social fear by saying “no we don’t” accept nick for who he is. And apparently they don’t accept you for who you are either, back left guy. Why are you friends with these morons who try to manhandle your thoughts like you are beneath them?

Final judgment. I want to say that I do have some respect for front-left nigger; because even though he is the most stupid of them all, at least he has the courage to boldly state his feelings; which I have an admiration for. This, in comparison to the two middle left and right idiots, who are too worried in a fagot way of looking cool with their sunglasses and tempered demenor, remind me of the pussified way a woman is constantly regarding her mirror reflection; they are afraid that they might do something uncool and so they temper their every move in fear. Cowardice in men is cringe. Meanwhile back left-guy, while the most intelligent of them all, has not even the courage to speak his mind among his friends.

And more generally, all of them refused to say anything to disagree with front-left nigger; which is almost the same as approving of his outlook. All in all, this No Jumper News is an embarrassment to the black race, and collectively I think blacks should take the advice of front left nigger and remove their platform of representing the black race in public.

Heil Hitler Nigger

Intellectual white people have now been cornered into using the hard R nigger word as a point of honor to defend against anti-white bigotry. Similar to how many blacks originally adopted the soft A nigga word as a defense response against anti-black bigotry.

Nigger is not even a curse word anymore. It has definitely become an honor infested word, showcasing the user’s bravery in the face of white hatred.

Far from average Joe’s intent of decreasing the use of the word by villainizing it, especially white people’s use of it… it has had the opposite effect in that, for intellectual white people, it now has become a necessary right-of-passage hurdle for any black person to reach true friendship that they must allow the white person to use it often to prove they are not anti-white; and even also among “fellow white people” the word must be used often and with vigor before true friendship, to prove they are not a retarded pussy who bows down to the radical left’s word enforcement tyranny.

What a twisted, weird, interesting lore this nigger word has…

HEIL HITLER NIGGER

2025/10/20, 1400
– Australian US foreign minister Kevin Rudd crowned “world idiot” during live Trump/Australia admin meeting today.

First, thank you to the good-hearted down-syndrome sufferers for allowing me to use your epic meme here to roast this ACTUAL retard.

They clipped out this fool Kevin Rudd calling Trump a “village idiot” awhile back; could have been out of context, I don’t know. But then I see direct in-context comments of Rudd belittling Trump’s intelligence; so I assume he did call Trump the village idiot.

Kevin Rudd: how does it feel to realize you are as stupid as you labeled Trump as? You are the threat to the world, not Trump; and you cashed in during the time of great struggle to assist the enemy and help put Australia under the thumb of its infamous covid tyranny.

The only purpose you could ever serve of being kept around, is to be used to slow drip positive Trump messaging to gently turn as many of the mind controlled anti-Trump Australian public, who trust you, back to a sensible mind. If you decide to go this route, then please, when you’re off the clock, wear a dunce cap that says “I’m a literal retard” in order to give us a laugh.

Or, quite possibly, Australia has been fully taken over by the enemy the same as Canada; and that is why Kevin Rudd remains in his forward striking position. But something about the aura of Kevin Rudd in this moment, some filthy type scum energy pulsating…, caused me to write this article.

2025/10/19, 1400
– [VIDEO] Fate of the New Emperor

Dear bad guys: Obviously, my life is completely naked before all. Yet I stand, unashamed. Proud even. I have no dark secrets. Illumination vaccinations have had their effect. The only ammunition you have left in this area are jump scares: and even these would only quicken your downfall, so you avoid them…

It leaves me wondering your inner thoughts at this point in the struggle. Wrapped up with changing your next course of action, it leaves me hard calculating what I say next. I sense you see my corruption in the midst of this circus as a final “I told you so” gloating moment. Can you corrupt me, and turn me to evil? Or, your greatest fear, might I shine the light upon you and turn you to good?

Before I go back to “sleep”, while I have you here “face to face” in a rare moment: I would like to examine you. You interest me. Like some exotic wild animal in a zoo being observed. But your mask fails you; I sense a disgusting slimy crawling bug-like obscenity.

I care not for bio-diversity for mosquitos or ants or other atrocious natural creatures that I would like to see go extinct no matter what the consequences to the bio-sphere: it will adjust and I will proceed to the next monstrosity if in the worse case the mosquito actually holds at bay some more terrible, harder to kill, development. Yet you are human, so it is different.

And we have discussed this before at your mountain; and I have written about it before. As I wrote, that I can not bare to look at you; but maybe the phrase of “being pretty is gay” can give you some sense of pride to override your shame.

You remember the old books:

• “And he called unto him the twelve, and began to send them forth by two and two; and gave them power over unclean spirits.”
• He “suffered not the devils to speak, because they knew him.”
• “I am the one who prepared the light and made the darkness, the one who makes peace and who creates disasters; I am the Lord God who makes all these things.”
• “You plotted against me for evil, but God plotted regarding me for good, so that it might be as it is today in order that many people might be fed.”

And so, my final thought is that you will serve. And so, feed my friends. As has been arranged, according to my intent, protect me from those who do not fear me because I am good. Let your hideous disfigurement serve as a warning to those who might also go down your path and meet my enemy with the same sword they desire to lay upon me; according to my intent. DO NOT TALK TO ME. Keep your disgusting smell far from my awakenings and do not scare the children: or I swear I will take from you your daily portion of my shit, and I will shine the light upon you by force. Serve your purpose. Do not let the idiots disturb my needed slumbers. I have had ENOUGH of this struggle and would like to return to my gardening as soon as possible, God willing.

Just now, another round of mental anguish remembering what they’ve done to MY woman, and are STILL doing… has caused me to think playing down my suffering in the previous article is not correct and did myself an injustice. Not all suffering is directly comparable. Of course it could be worse, I get it. I’m not a giant but I’m pretty darn big. I won’t sit at the head of the table, I know. If on top of it all, they cut my sword off or destroyed my children or whatever, then I would literally stop asking and just knock down the door. This is hell, I can’t take it anymore. Don’t force me all day to be amongst the regulars. I need to be among long dark stares while listening to music that makes our pain that much more intense (only our kind would understand). I want to laugh with innocent ridicule at those who mistakenly think they suffer on our level. I deserve a place amongst the brothers. I hate life. I’m one of you. Let me in.

I think my involuntary mind likes to exaggerate the extent of my suffering. I think it arises from a feeling of inferiority to those who are truly suffering much more than me for the sake of good deeds: I want to match their honor level so much that I think I subconsciously try to inch myself into their ranks by inflating my own reactions. They are the coolest group around. Their swag does to honorable intelligent men the energy-exchange equivalent of what a teen male normy sex symbol pop star does to obsessive little girls. They are SO cool. Nobody wants to go through what they’ve gone through, but in every way wish to be like them without having to. And you feel like an annoying obsessed fan around them. When this world is corrected: these people should hold the mantle of celebrities in the normy sphere, rather than this ridiculous collection of famous people that currently have the normy attentions.

I imagine that maybe my relatively minor sufferings could be somewhat forgotten with a small round of quality gardening time; which just goes to show the wild power of a garden; but also shows the extent of the comparable smallness of my own sacrificial glories in that the despair could find a refuge. Or I wouldn’t know if even a new garden would improve my despair, because it’s never happened to me before… but my point is the idea that the destruction of one’s gardening tools would certainly complete the earthly saturation of any sacrificial hero because it would end the possibility of this remedy.

There needs to be a society dedicated to serving these heroes with every possible morally-right pleasure that could be delivered to them; whilst standing afar off from the raging volcano of their fate: I wonder to what extent we could help them forget… Either way, if while I’m without access to a garden then I might somehow be worthy of approaching their company… because even in my own reflections on suffering it revealed to me that happy people can be annoying to those who have made extreme sacrifices.

I get a vision of tall monumental angelic giants that are very serious in a depth of higher level spiritual thought to which a small “obsessed fan” who doesn’t show the proper somberness would be like the annoyance of a knat. I do pray not to suffer their extreme fates the same as I’m sure they pray for deliverance from it. Still, I want to approach and quietly offer my token of respect, to be seen from the corner of their eye and quickly retreat without disrupting their meditation. Knowing God will reward them sufficiently when their times come is no consolation in the meantime, I know. I wonder if one of them might ever stoop down from their perch to exchange with a small suffering figure such as myself. I hope that my terrible cries of pain in my small sufferings make them laugh with innocent ridicule: conceding to your supremacy by being the object of your comedy would be my great honor. And in your honor, I will try to do better in controlling my outward reactions to my relative pittance of suffering: because I know I do not have the right to claim your level of loss by showcasing such great despair. I will do better. And with that, I offer this article to them as my small token of respect.

If, as I suspect, there are those making sacrifices in revealing themselves to the enemy in order to give me hope so to decrease my suffering in order to allow me to continue: it is enough. Thank you.

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