We will not forget, ever.
When dealing with the heathenoid fantacists, the great trick
is always to take their imagined slights and transfer it back to its proper
place, on their victims. Fiery furnaces and automated slaughter houses, yes the
places where the heathenoids ruled. USSR 1920-1960. China 1947-1972. Not NAZI
Germany. USofA corp circa 2020AD.
There are those who will talk and talk and talk and never
dare drop the verbiage of obfuscatory learnedness when we all know just what was what,
are they afraid or is their DNA causing them a metaphysical crisis?
It is important to integrate all spaces of human activity when trying to work out what these monoheathenoid clowns are really being instructed to do. They do love the divide and conquer crap. Moduke 101 of the heathenoid antihuman handbook of bad things to do to humanity. If you understand that their economomic theory and business theory is simply applied Kabbalah then when
we have a stare at the business muppetdroid Everett Rogers and the bell curve we can take their magic and place certain strands of the
monoheathenist scourge in their place.
So Abraham’s children and the psychonoughts of Moses are the early adopters, head start on the heathenoid trail.
Just as an aside here, I beg forgiveness for not introducing certain ideas at the other shop by now which might inform your understanding of what is to come, so just relax and let it soak in.
If you get Darwin’s bollox then you’ll have to ditch them because the complete picture requires the ideas of Jean-Baptiste Lamarck to be considered AND the more recent considerations of the quantum properties of DNA. That last bit needs you to ditch the concept of time and imagine hyperdimensionality. This is non-trivial so pay attention when it hits the other half full can of rocket fuel, it informs one of certain group traites and behaviours. T-stoff und C-stoff. Holostoff.
Anyway as you no doubt know by now if you’ve read here before, the Ba’al Hammon bishop of Rome, the mystic Mecca merchants and the rabid rabbis are all tarred with the one brush of monoheathenism. No matter what dialectic is deliberately stirred between and amongst them, they are all divorced from humanity and are obsessed with the fiction of their one god. Gold, status, rule and death. All wrapped in falsity and piety. They are anti-human.
After the early adopters we have the Rome/Mecca early
majority, same bunch of retards. In case you are stunned and tazered by that
last one let me just WYTFU!!
What is taken to be the Roman Catholic church is just the
hiding place for the Chaldean/Phoenician child killers who took over the Roman
civil administration after the 2nd century BC. That’s right, there
were no native Romans or Etruscans left, they’d been displaced and outbred by
manumission. Why do you think that the Roman imperium was so degenerate and
typically heathenoid, they were middle eastern despots by culture, not western.
All the good Roman citizens were dead on
the battlefields directed out of the throneroom in Rome. Is this sounding
familiar to you USofA corp? So Mecca/Rome are just NOAHide semites killing the
nonsemites.
The really interesting thing to note in this period of
history 2000 years ago is that the early adopters got blown to hell by one
geezer turning up and speaking some clear wordy words. It took Babylon 800
years to open up three new dialectics to destroy his good words, Rome, Mecca
and Khazaria and that work continues to this day.
You will never know anything about this world unless you
work out for yourself the reasons behind Ireland and Greece today. And if you
are really awake you’ll be looking around for the new Khazarias.
Is
there for honest Poverty
That hings his head, an' a' that;
The coward slave-we pass him by,
We dare be poor for a' that!
For a' that, an' a' that.
Our toils obscure an' a' that,
The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
The Man's the gowd for a' that.
What though on hamely fare we dine,
Wear hoddin grey, an' a that;
Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine;
A Man's a Man for a' that:
For a' that, and a' that,
Their tinsel show, an' a' that;
The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor,
Is king o' men for a' that.
Ye see yon birkie, ca'd a lord,
Wha struts, an' stares, an' a' that;
Tho' hundreds worship at his word,
He's but a coof for a' that:
For a' that, an' a' that,
His ribband, star, an' a' that:
The man o' independent mind
That hings his head, an' a' that;
The coward slave-we pass him by,
We dare be poor for a' that!
For a' that, an' a' that.
Our toils obscure an' a' that,
The rank is but the guinea's stamp,
The Man's the gowd for a' that.
What though on hamely fare we dine,
Wear hoddin grey, an' a that;
Gie fools their silks, and knaves their wine;
A Man's a Man for a' that:
For a' that, and a' that,
Their tinsel show, an' a' that;
The honest man, tho' e'er sae poor,
Is king o' men for a' that.
Ye see yon birkie, ca'd a lord,
Wha struts, an' stares, an' a' that;
Tho' hundreds worship at his word,
He's but a coof for a' that:
For a' that, an' a' that,
His ribband, star, an' a' that:
The man o' independent mind
He
looks an' laughs at a' that.
A
prince can mak a
belted knight,
A marquis, duke, an' a' that;
But an honest man's abon his might,
Gude faith, he maunna fa' that!
For a' that, an' a' that,
Their dignities an' a' that;
The pith o' sense, an' pride o' worth,
Are higher rank than a' that.
A marquis, duke, an' a' that;
But an honest man's abon his might,
Gude faith, he maunna fa' that!
For a' that, an' a' that,
Their dignities an' a' that;
The pith o' sense, an' pride o' worth,
Are higher rank than a' that.