“Once upon a time…” What do I look like to you; a ghost. A past reminder.
I have an idea, why don’t everybody just go back to their country of origin; you know back to your lands—shotgun, I’m first—because I think that we have all just over-welcomed our visit haven’t we and it’s starting to stink now.
Nowadays, you don’t even know who are your friends anymore so you stop calling the cops and reach inside; scared, that they will turn bad against you.
One time a woman fell on the ground and as I reached down she thought she saw the devil. Next time an old woman fainted on the ground and as she reached up she thought she saw an angel.
Hypothetically, the Jewish nation could impose all its current Jewish people to go through one quick and unique conversion for some, and for others a second. And this one quick and unique assessment/regiment will suggest all the current Jewish people, naturally, to whether consciously or unconsciously to either consciously or unconsciously choose to take a sit or a walk; as a scaled worldwide sifter that would make Israel and its people pure—a world deprived of any goy to ever shit on your head, on your blood, on your star—once more. One world. One people. One race.
The evil version of the ecosystem.
Stranger: There’s nothing there.
Me: I’m glad you asked.
Me: Because I’d rather live on one shekel than continue to smell the smell of one more goy breathing around me.
We have been taught in the Western world that being independent, non-attached, and by oneself is a virtue. An empowering freedom and a sign of strength; doing anything you desire, whenever you want. I reckon that since many years now it has only made my life dull and meaningless; doing anything I want, whatever and whenever I desire. I guess this Western world world was never meant for me, and neither is.
You know the prints that are on the cigarette packs, like this one; Sometimes, I wonder if they haven’t taken photographs from the Holocaust. You know, for the world to still remember the SHAME.
An ignorant racist dumbass might one day be knocking on your door asking about the relation of your ethnicity and skin colour; listen, you wanna talk colours let me take a shot. A black colored person is Black, a white colored person is White, and a yellow colored person is Asian. These are found in, and called the three main races—the mainstream. Now, if you blend that shit it gives you a whole spectrum of mixed colours which over time had been linked to certain tribes that has come to be easily identifiable. These tribes fall into the subraces and one of these subraces is my race—the Jew race.