Monday, June 11, 2018

I Fought For Freedom/Rights, Most Submitted To Evil Shit


"I'd rather be dead, than submit to evil shit.
I was not the coward, the majority are.
I was not the incompetent, many don't even think.
I was not the bigot, the evil shit was and is the great bigot.
I did not start the war, the evil shit did.
This American bitch will never back down from sandniggers
and all the other *niggers in this fuck show."
- Lynn Merri Leseth

"It was a long story, and the spirit which moved it was the spirit of man's freedom. But what is freedom? Freedom from whatThere is nothing to take a man's freedom away from him, save other men. To be free, a man must be free of his brothersThat is freedom. This and nothing else." - page 101

"What brought it to pass? What disaster took their reason away from men? What whip lashed them to their knees in shame and submission? The worship of the word "We." - page 102

"Perhaps, in those days, there were a few among men, a few of clear sight and clean soul, who refused to surrender that word. What agony must have been theirs before that which they saw coming and could not stop! Perhaps they cried out in protest and in warning. But men paid no heed to their warning. And they, these few, fought a hopeless battle, and they perished with their banners smeared by their own blood. And they chose to perish, for they knew. To them, I send my salute across the centuries, and my pity. - page 103

Theirs is the banner in my hand. And I wish I had the power to tell them that the despair of their hearts was not to be final, and their night was not without hope.For the battle they lost can never be lost. For that which they died to save can never perishThrough all the darkness, through all the shame of which men are capable, the spirit of man will remain alive on this earth. It may sleep, but it will awaken. It may wear chains, but it will break through. And man will go on. Man, not men. -page 103-104

Here, on this mountain, I and my sons and my chosen friends shall build our new land and our fort. And it will become as the heart of the earth, lost and hidden at first, but beating, beating louder each day. And word of it will reach every corner of the earth. And the roads of the world will become as veins which will carry the best of the world's blood to my threshold. And all my brothers, and the Councils of my brothers, will hear of it, but they will be impotent against me. And the day will come when I shall break all the chains of the earth, and raze the cities of the enslaved, and my home will become the capital of a world where each man will be free to exist for his own sake. - page 104

For the coming of that day shall I fight, I and my sons and my chosen friends. For the freedom of Man. For his rights. For his life. For his honor. - page 104

And here, over the portals of my fort, I shall cut in the stone the word which is to be my beacon and my banner. The word which will not die, should we all perish in battle. The word which can never die on this earth, for it is the heart of it and the meaning and the glory. page 104-105

The sacred word: EGO - page

~ By Ayn Rand: Bits and pieces taken from the book Anthem, pages 101-105


* To me niggers come in all colors, shapes, sizes, cultures. They are shit fuck individuals, that destroy, stalk, hack and terrorize good individuals for no reason besides they are niggers.