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Power of Will


Once upon a time Oakdale Heights had been a thriving community of old brick and stone buildings wrought by the genius of the white pioneers who conquered that area from vicious Redskins through sheer grit and perseverance pursuing their manifest destiny. The town had grown in accordance with the industrious spirit of its white denizens and prospered until the ‘new immigrants’ arrived claiming to have been persecuted in Grozny and Moscow by the Tsar. They eventually monopolized trade and wormed their way through intermarriage with the ruling class into positions of political power – which they eventually largely monopolized through their control of the press and financial system which was eventually subordinated to a centralized system in the nation’s capital. Soon the denizens, founders of their own environment were put into bondage through heavy taxation and found themselves dispossessed from power wielded only a generation before by their forbearers. It was at this time that the trouble began to escalate to the point of the unbearable in Oakdale Heights with the sudden influx of ‘refugee’ claimants comprised exclusively of brown and black masses eager to enter the peaceful white town now that segregation had been overthrown by the centralized government through military action against the surrounding capital cities of this middle America region wherein the town was situated. Crime rates escalated as the deluded parishioners of a corrupted church as well as irreligious citizens who had adopted the new ideological propaganda of the media and corrupted academic system continued to welcome the invading army of foreigners which is what it was. Our story begins at a micro level of this socio-political situation in the life of our hero.


Will Stone is an athletic white high school senior on the local football team and also head of the chess club. He is being sidelined by the Jewish football coach Mr. Sandusty who is giving preference to the newly immigrated Negro Tyrone Shabazz (from darkest Africa). The apple of Will’s eye, Susie, is the head cheerleader who is a mathematics whiz always being pursued by Tyrone who has garnered a notorious reputation amongst the girls as a philanderer and many rumours have spread that he forces his way with the girls when he corners them. He is an arrogant and bombastic figure in the high school, Rosa Parks High. It was the principal Ms. Lansky who conferred its name upon the school to replace its former name, that of its pioneering founder Colonel Davis MacDonald, who established a co-ed academy with segregated sections for boys and girls. This was in 1879 prior to the forced integration of blacks and whites.


Upon arrival in Oakdale Heights, Tyrone Shabazz and his fellow blacks formed an extension of their African tribe called ‘Blackface’ a name formulated by their cunning mastermind and underground affiliate, Mr. Sandusty, as an attempt to passive-aggressively vilify the local white population and to project upon them a guilt complex for the criminal tendencies of the transplanted blacks who, he constantly reminded the parents at the local PTA meetings, were lost sheep in need of acceptance and understanding. This rhetoric he used as a psychological weapon to disarm the justifiably worried and angry whites from opposing the chaos he was attempting to spread amongst the town using his rhetorical bombast of ‘tolerance’ and ‘diversity’ as a mechanism.


This gang, ‘Blackface’, had been involving itself in an illegal underground drug trade targeting white youth for the purpose of amassing personal gain and facilitating the destruction of their racial enemy. The police while turning a blind eye to the spread of drugs coming from the gang and working with them hand in hand in conjunction with the Jewish city hall, claimed they were getting ‘tough on drugs’ – this as a means of building their police state in miniature. The mayor of the town Samael (Sammy) Goldman pulled the strings and his Jew-dicial Court was a revolving door system that enabled the creation of a criminal underclass who had an arm’s length relationship with their Jewish masters on city council.


The oblivious citizens continued to go about their citizen duties with unwavering loyalty, content by the sensationalism of the corrupt media of the national broadcasting apparatus. Those of them who suspected a problem such as some of the more staunch adherents of the churches looked upon this situation as par for the course, secretly salivating in anticipation of the return of their saviour while those few more rational elements who had not been corrupted by media propaganda were shunned and persecuted by the establishment and their sheep’s fold as pariahs, untouchables, ‘racists’.


Will, too young to have had much of an education beyond a literate family, copious reading in the classics and a steady drumbeat of contemporary scholastic dogma about the rights of non-whites who had been persecuted by whites as well as Jews who had suffered similar victimization at the hands of violent and hostile white people from Europe, Rome, and seemingly everywhere else on the globe throughout the whole of human civilization, could not understand how his alleged ancestors could have been so horrible and full of hate as his personal research had indicated they had been creators of great civilizations and had even crusaded for those same rights of those they had allegedly persecuted. This left him with a sense of unease and confusion as clearly what was being taught in the school system did not correspond to his lived reality.


Such confusion served as a motivation for Will who was always curious to investigate the unknown and that which held itself out as sacrosanct. His mother had attempted to take him to church as a child in ill-defined hopes of inculcating in his mind a moral sense as her parents had to her. However, in spite of the laxity of faith in his family and this plastic morality fitting the suburban mold of conformism and respectability which he conceded was ‘alright I guess’ in its own place, Will found the mental prison, the leaden chain it thus represented as wholly alien to his own inner being, something in the way of a mental illness fraught with inhibition and as Mr. Weinstein the civics teacher called it a ‘neuroticism’ that led to feelings of shame, guilt and self-hate. He stubbornly took a stand against this discordant morality which though representing itself as morality per se and casting aspersions on his natural tendencies and inclinations as ‘immoral’ or ‘hateful’, he rejected as a poisonous creed of weakness and submission. Thus he found no solace in the popular dogmas of Bourgeois respectability instead he strove towards the unknown god within himself.


Internet research led him to Crowley and Satanism but this itself struck him as an infantile creed of rebels without any apparent cause, though possessing some of the rudiments of positivity ,he concluded it led down paths of degeneracy that serves to pique his searching curiosity but left him disgusted at the vile practices which were substituted as the antinomian antithesis to the thesis of Christian dogma, itself stale and worn out, nothing apparently threatening or to be taken with any degree of seriousness. Neither however was its satanic counterpart which was to all appearances comedy of the most slapstick variety and thus an exercise in self-indulgent amusement something lacking in the gravity and drive his inner striving sought. Continuing his research into the taboo and unknown he stumbled upon a website casting aspersions similar to those in his textbooks about how the white people (‘Europeans’ it called them) were predisposed to violence and had what was called an ‘authoritarian personality type’. These ideas left him feeling the same way as in his brief experiences in church, feeling as if he were being attacked in a subtle fashion, imperceptibly and as if those levelling that criticism were motivated by some deficiency of their own which translated itself into these textbooks under the guise of ‘enlightenment’ and ‘education’. This same website still made references to figures in history he had previously avoided investigation of as they seemed ‘corny’ or cartoonish in the way they had been presented to him in the news media and popular culture as well as the education system. - Figures such as Tsar Nicholas of the Romanov family, Caesar, and Adolf Hitler. However in this format, purported as it did to be scholarly and ‘objective’, it quoted some of these ‘boogeymen’ whose statements elicited the attention of some distant primal urge difficult to identify or understand. Discussion of how a group of international financier infiltrators who adhered to a sinister religion that had its origin in Babylon or before in Canaan now called ‘Jews’ were a central motif of these authors’ writings, men such as Dietrich Eckhardt and Alfred Rosenberg who apparently had been affiliates of Hitler in his rise to power. This dawning awareness of a global conspiracy against Germans and white people in general on the part of these ‘Jews’ led to Will’s reflection upon his own life circumstances and how these Jews had a striking resemblance to prominent figures in his own hometown, most notably the mayor ‘Sammy’ Goldman and even his own Coach Sandusty who was always colluding with Tyrone and his gang of thugs. The falsity and pretense of their behaviour collectively as well as his principal, Ms. Lansky, their aggressive hostility and brief dealings he had had with them made him feel as if he had done something wrong, that he was to be blamed for problems that he had never created or had any part in creating. Clearly they had a bias against him, his teachers anyway – maybe this was because they were Jews?’ he reflected. Continuing his research he investigated the names of these figures and stumbled upon a few websites from which he downloaded their works, websites which were virtual libraries of similar information regarding politics and philosophy which had apparently all but disappeared after WWII and which were far more scholarly and academic that his textbooks which seemed to breeze over matters of greater moment and harp endlessly on the petty minutiae, petty problems that were somehow imposed upon those who had no hand in creating the societies in which they lived, had been allowed to enter and yet were for reasons always ascribed to the pathologies of the whites who constituted the majority ‘persecuted victims’ who were ‘suppressed’ and ‘oppressed’ by their hosts. These new works spoke of the history of this group – Jews – and their tried and tested formula for subverting the culture of their hosts through monopolization of the economy through mafia-style tactics and collusion with government figures who had been corrupted by them through debts, infiltration of the church hierarchy and through the freemasonic societies. This monopolization process applied equally to the major organs of communication, the press, and education system, which they also infiltrated as a means of controlling access to information by the populous who became their defacto mind-controlled slaves acting according to how they were programmed in the media. This explained why the textbooks and mass media which Will typically avoided to expose himself to only briefly and occasionally watching a movie with friends, were so disjointed from the lived reality he encountered in his daily life, as his father was fond of saying ‘the map is not equal to the territory’ and the script writers of the textbook and media map were leading their flock, just as in the Christian churches, astray. This research enabled Will to conclude that the changes which had gone on in his town since his youth, a rather recent and seemingly spontaneous phenomenon, were a result of collusion between those in City Hall and their flock at a local level, those who identified as ‘liberal’ and ‘Christian’ and who seemed infected with that same mental illness his youthful church experiences had made him aware of. Now he could positively identify that previously strange behaviour he had noticed in many of his peers who seemed susceptible to that form of emotional programming, typically the girls in his school and many of the blacks as well as the other less bright kids. They were often driven into a frenzy and reduced to crying by Miss Baruch, a younger teacher who was a modern version of Rosa Luxembourg and Betty Friedan conjoined.


His research continued and with it his knowledge grew. His understanding of his small world broadened in tandem with his research and he became driven to adopt this as his life’s mission – to free his people from the mind control of the Jews – at the very least in his own town – and to go down in heroic struggle against this evil presence if need be. He now knew what he must do, simply becoming aware for himself was insufficient – he must spread this creed of blood and soil to his comrades and conscript them in his cause. Strength lay in numbers he believed and it was necessary to convert as many of his friends and acquaintances to his cause as he could.


Around the school he would attempt somewhat discreetly given the political climate of society and his knowledge of the penalties attached to the recent ‘hate speech’ laws that privileged non-whites and various other abnormals and freaks of nature positing them over against the white man. Few could be trusted as the mind control exerted on the student body was vigorous and led to the shutting down of thought every time various topics regarding race as a biological reality as opposed to a mere idea, what his teachers called a ‘social construct’, were brought up. Simply to say the word ‘nigger’ or ‘Jew’ elicited in the majority of his classmates an emotional reaction of extreme hostility, aversion, and shunning which they had been entrained to manifest as their behavioural conditioning by their older and allegedly wiser teachers.


Nevertheless there were a few students with whom he was affiliated and had a great rapport over the years and who knew him as a rebel through what cause he espoused they could not discern. Karl, his closest friend, always spoke of his ‘drive’, his wilful tendency to pursue some unknown goal and who admired and respected his penchant for the indefatigable pursuit of whatever goals he adopted whether it was excelling on the chessboard or the football team. Karl was aware that there were greater goals that Will himself perhaps had no knowledge of. This fact persuaded Will to first approach Karl as a potential recruit. He informed him that the whole school system was not all it was cracked up to be in its claims to knowledge and that he had discovered sources of information he had downloaded and printed off, various websites which revealed a global conspiracy of which disinformation was simply a small part and yet large in its influence, that the media, banking system, and major corporations were all owned and controlled but an international network of non-whites (he stated they were not Caucasian) who advocated the genocide of white people and thereby the elimination of their competition for power in the world as well as out of a resentment for and hatred of those who had been the creators of civilization and whose civilization – civilization itself- was threatened with extermination and a descent into brutal chaos and dark age ignorance.


At one point in his zeal to awaken his peers Will mistakenly entered into conversation with one of his chess club teammates on the topic of the Jews and their influence in the media and banking system which he assumed would be a way of appealing to this apparently intelligent and moral youth who had expressed his dislike of the lies of the media and its sensationalism as well as the corrupt nature of the debt-based financial system. Mistakenly as he later found out that the world view of this youth was a mere replication of Marxist Jingoism that held itself out as the only alternative to vampire capitalism, both systems which were controlled by Jews and posited as their controlled dialectic of disjunctive choice, opposites which they intended to collapse into a synthesis called ‘socialism’ but was really Marxist internationalism with a money economy as it had been albeit in a modified form in the old Soviet eastern bloc countries as well as in all other countries that had come under the sway of this false dichotomy. Attempting to rationally persuade the young Marxist of the error of his way of thinking and how other, better alternatives existed such as National Socialism. The youth entered into his programming and with mouth agape and eyes bugging out in horror at the buzzword ‘National Socialism’ and falsely associated concepts, images of goose-stepping shouting Germans and piles of emaciated Jewish corpses in mass graves the youth fled Will’s presence much to the former’s amusement at the susceptibility of so-called intellectuals to ideological mind control. He continued to play chess until the door was flung open and Mr. Weinstein broke in demanding if this was the young man who had dared to profane the memory of his chosen people and his own grandmother who stated he had been a victim of the holocaust, who had managed to survive the tortures of the ‘Nazis’ (as he called them) and who had even given interviews on the local public access broadcasting station about her sufferings. The young chess player, surreptitiously concealed behind Weinstein motioned to Will stating ‘he uttered hate speech’ and ‘anti-Semitism’ which motivated Weinstein to viciously grab Will’s arm and led him to Ms. Lansky’s office to ‘discuss these matters’.


Will found himself expelled at the close of the discussion as he insisted on maintaining his position as justified in his espousal of national socialist values which Ms. Lansky continued to denounce as virulent hate and that ‘racists’ such as him should be sent to a re-education center if not put into a psychiatric institution and that she would have to consult with the school nurse about what course of action needed to be taken but that she was on maternity leave at the moment and her non-white replacement from the Philippines was still taking her examinations and therefore did not have the legal authority to give a competent assessment and referral to the local hospital. Thus he had to be let off for the moment – but only for the moment as this pending decision would require official review once either of the nurses would be capable of doing their job from a legal standpoint.


Thus Will’s attempt to raise awareness with the masses was an awakening in its own right to mass psychology best exemplified by the seminal work of Gustav Lebon’s, ‘The Crowd’, which Will had read during his researches. Clearly the masses were asses and liberal lemmings however intelligent outside of their emotional programming and Pavlovian conditioning were incapable of rational thought once they had been exposed to certain words (‘stimuli’) that had been paired with certain permitted behavioural reactions (‘responses’) which they underwent as if they were an automaton. Reaching the masses was clearly out and there were only so many reachable ones who could only be trusted so far and awoken by degrees. Clearly this would not stem the tide of illegal drugs and the gradual degradation of his town through Jewish usury and moral decay through their brain pollution systems, the media and academic system as the young chess player – once an acquaintance now an enemy – had clearly demonstrated through his traitorous actions.


Will would take his expulsion from the school as an opportunity to make lemonade with the apparent lemons he had been given, to research and develop himself and in the hope of thereby discovering new strategies in this war everlasting between the children of light (the white race) and the children of darkness (the Jews and their useful idiots the blacks and other privileged minorities).


Oakdale Heights’ once noble Colonel Davis MacDonald Academy now re-christened (or rather satanized) Rosa Parks High in memory of a lazy negress who refused to comply with the very simple rules of a transit system and who was thereby lauded as an anti-hero figure by the media moguls who engineered the minds of their sheeple with guilt complexes and a perverse sense of obligation towards what they referred to as ‘the black community’. It, this once venerable institution designed by white architects and crafted through the skill and perseverance of the white pioneers but which was now a hollow mockery of yesteryear was holding a ‘diversity dance’ in which the premise was to deliberately pair off the black males, many of whom were Blackface members, with the naïve and corrupted white girls who had received a lifetime of emotionally based indoctrination at the hands of their charges, those who called themselves and were extolled as ‘teachers of youth’ when they were teaching in the manner of a Socrates and being ‘corruptors of youth’. One teacher recently had been caught performing fellatio on one of the Blackface members while in the school room and had been through justifiable parental backlash put on suspension with pay pending a Board of Education decision to have her reinstated as the social science teacher. Rumour was that she and her auditor had also been involved in sexual liaisons under cover of performance review sessions in preparation for the board’s decision.


The ‘Diversity Dance’ was to take place on April 1st of that year, what Will came to appreciate as a sacred holy day of the Jews in which they celebrated the mass murder of Arabs hearkening back to alleged historical events of the past. His research into the scholarly and credible sources regarding Jewish ritual murder such as Helmut Schramm, Hans Joseph Eisenmenger, as well as Arnold Leese gave him insight into the nefarious nature of this dance and that it may well serve as the venue for which sacrifice was to be made. Accordingly he prepared himself for the worst and though expelled he sensed that his place within and around the school would be a necessity to circumvent the worst case scenario which was almost certainly to eventuate as the ‘shin-dig’ got under way, climaxing in this ritual murder as a celebration of the Jewish faculty’s self-deification through this vampiric act for, they believed, the drinking of blood and even the consumption of flesh from a pure child, especially a white child, enabled them to absorb their spirit energy into themselves thereby amplifying their energy body to what they considered a ‘godly state’ to transcend their limitations as a less-developed being and thereby go ‘beyond good and evil’.


Will conscripted Karl who had been following along the same path as his mentor educating himself about the Jewish question and their world historical mission of global dominion and their plan to genocide all of those non-Jews who they called ‘goyim’ (meaning animals) that were not useful as slaves within their global governance, a plan based upon their holy book the Babylonian Talmud which therein was called ‘tikkun olam’ or ‘cleansing the earth’ of the goyim[‘animals’], the incomplete souls’ who they deemed not human but beasts. Since there was no solution but to combat the enemy, no wilful ignorance would be conducive to survival but instead to certain destruction, both parties insisted on preparing themselves for a war everlasting that would serve as the overarching mission for all of their actions hence forth, for once the ultimate cause of the problems of society was identified, namely the Jews as a collective, tribal group of fanatical dark occultists, the solution thereto came in the form of strenuous combat for no peace was in the cards. Given that peace with the enemy meant death and life entailed strife, what followed from the premises was the phrase Will had adopted as his life’s credo derived from ‘Mein Kampf’ (my struggle in German),by Adolf Hitler, the book most reviled by the establishment, namely ‘all of life is struggle’. Further amplifying this creed of Will was his adherence to the Wotan’s creed of ‘the preservation of one’s own kind’ which David Lane had encapsulated in the 14 words ‘We must preserve the existence of our people and a future for white children,’ making one’s only obligation as a white man the survival of his own kind and the only morality survival not self-destruction under the guise of morality as with the creeds of Christianity and Marxism which advocated the extinction of one’s own kind in the creation of a race-mixed ‘melted pot’ of global collectivism wherein no tribal identity based on biology would be permitted to exist, a ‘universalist imperialism’ as David Lane called it; raceless creed of anti-naturalism – what Will had identified as ‘Luciferianism’ or Judaism, an attempt to recreate nature in their own image as the living gods of the earth.


To prepare for the ‘Die-versity Dance’ Will went on the streets with the savings he had gained over the summer through his work in the building trades exploiting his skills he had developed in shop class, one of the few subjects he deemed of value for its practical utility. His intention was to purchase a stun gun and a switchblade knife both illegal but known to be weapons carried by many of the drug dealers as a way of coercing their will with late paying customers who had purchased on credit. Meeting with one of Blackface at their headquarters, Tyrone’s second-in-command Leroy Johnson served as his liaison inquiring why he would want such items given his reputation as a ‘straight edge’ chess club member. Will replied that he was ‘getting paranoid’ and that he could make the deal if he had the goods. He then informed Leroy that he would accompany him with the items to an undisclosed location nearby where he had the money. On their way Will noticed Leroy bursting out into laughter on occasion but would not reveal the reason, which when prompted saying cryptically: ‘Got a thang going on tonight y’heard me?’ Such a response did little to satisfy Will’s suspicion as there was a sinister undertone of cruelty in Leroy’s tone of voice that suggested something more than mere hedonistic philandering as was Blackface’s usual orientation to the little knowledge Will had of the gang given his limited experience with them. Will reflected that this was the way blacks had about them, a cunning manipulativeness and delight in cruelty that was often an expression of their power over others, a desire to ‘get the better of others’ especially their hated enemy the whites. Luckily however there were no monkey wrenches in the transaction and this led Will to think forward towards the ‘Diversity Dance’ and that perhaps Leroy’s macabre humour referred to what activities he would be participating in at this even known to Will to harbour sinister undertones given the date of its occurrence on Purim (April 1st) and the general corruption and evil of the Jewish establishment. Only time would tell. Armed with these slight personal defense weapons, easily concealable yet powerful enough in their subjugation, Will got in touch with Karl and handed him the stun gun as he did not want to incriminate his friend in a murder charge whereas the stun gun left no traces and would be less likely to kill the opponent if things became desperate enough to do so. Still lethal with sufficient discharge of voltage through multiple shocks it was a useful personal defense weapon.


The dance was to take place that night at eight o’ clock and attendees were to dress in rainbow tie-dyed shirts provided at the door for an admittance fee. The non-white students were exempt from the charge as they were considered ‘underprivileged’ even though many poor white students couldn’t afford the surcharge ostensibly to be donated to the underprivileged non-whites in various third world countries through the global charity which was surreptitiously a money laundering organization called the ‘World Fund’ and which was based out of Brussels, Belgium, the headquarters of the United Nations. One of the parents of the impoverished white youth who couldn’t afford the surcharge had complained to the school principal that it was a form of discrimination, ‘reverse racism’ but was silenced through threat of a lawsuit for hate speech against the protected ‘minorities’ as the non-whites were euphemistically called, a term used to imply they were defenseless and disempowered victims of the also implicitly suggested ‘oppressive’ and ‘racist’ whites who were fast being displaced by the non-whites in the area their ancestors had created. The policy of implicitly anti-white discrimination through privileging non-whites at their expense was upheld by Ms. Lansky the principal as this was simply a furtherance of the white genocide agenda of the Jewish elite globally who had become master in all the countries founded by whites through their networking, intrigue, and money power. Thereby whites had been demoted to the class of untouchables in their own society exempting of course the elite establishment who had become corrupted and converted into ‘spiritual Jews’ through masonry and the world council of churches which were controlled and corrupted or created by the Jews themselves. Growing resentment amongst the lower class whites manifested itself in letters to the editor over the influx of ‘immigrants’ as they were called and discrimination against the whites through preferential hiring policies of Jewish controlled and influenced private and public institutions as well as admission in the capital city university and its medical and law schools which had specific quotas mandating a certain percentage of non-whites regardless of merit. This of course served to decrease performance standards and facilitated the corruption of government and professional workers who subscribed to a morally relativistic political praxis favouring their own class and connections over those who, despite their merit, had no affiliation.


This downward spiral of societal decay was exactly what Will Stone had made his life’s mission to reverse, if need be through a total destruction of even good elements of the system so that like a phoenix ascending from the ashes a new edifice of white power could be established. Though he had no delusions that he would be the saviour of his people tout court he nevertheless knew that he would have to battle to the last of his vital being in order to attain Victory of Valhalla he had established as his end goal. Tonight would be the night of the beginning of the end. Will drove with Karl two blacks away from the school as they intended to avoid detection given Will’s expulsion from the school and prohibition of being on school property through threat of legal action as a trespasser. To enter the school grounds both he and Karl were disguised as the school had recently played host to quite a few Mexican foreign exchange students whose names had not become familiar to either students or faculty as yet. Accordingly they had used brown face paint and wigs they had ordered over the internet, and sported Mexico soccer jerseys with the emblem of the eagle fighting with a snake as a gesture of their implicit racism that most Mexican invaders who went under such guises as ‘refugees’ or ‘immigrants’ as well as ‘temporary foreign workers’ aided and abetted by the Jewish establishment adopted as their jingoistic behaviour which was considered taboo to address by the white population which had been entrained via the mind control apparatus to venerate all non-whites as their programming, the ‘Xenophilic’ (love of foreigners) behaviour they became obligated to express as a condition of being deemed socially acceptable or politically correct.


The Spanish language which the Mexican invaders – also called mestizos a mixed race group of Jewish, redskin, and even occasional white genetic stock – had taken from their Spanish Catholic conquistadors was something both Will and Karl had some rudiments of via their Spanish class, taught by the liberal Ms. Dawkins who though white herself felt it her mission in life to sponsor and facilitate the passage of foreign invaders into Oakdale Heights through her position on the diversity and multiculturalism committee at City Hall. This would further convince any suspicious parties that they were legitimately present on campus although Karl had no official prohibition his association with Will in the past had sullied his reputation in the school once rumour that he was a ‘racist’ got round the student body by way of the faculty whose witch-hunt mentality required a scapegoat for sacrifice and Will had been insufficient to satiate this bloodlust. Their ‘racist radar’ having been activated the false light of their gaze naturally fell upon Karl as Will’s best friend and eo ipso in their mind guilty by association.


Since their liberal Marxist dogma blinded them to all questioning and reason any who were suspected were immediately guilty before any proof of innocence. The party had been in full swing for approximately an hour as the wristwatch Will wore signalled five minutes to nine p.m. The group of infiltrators were accosted by a larger group of white girls who gossiped eagerly attempting to garner the attention of the ‘Mexicans’ one referencing her birth control pills as a tacit form of invitation to the burly ‘Mexicans’ whose macho swagger piqued their ardour which had been entrained in them since kindergarten by their mind controllers and by extension their own parents who had bought into the trend of black is beautiful going so far as to purchase black dolls for their white children as a means of psychologically browbeating them with a guilt complex for their white identity and conditioning them to associate things such as motherhood and nurturing with blacks, that is was proper and even the height of virtue to devote one’s life’s purpose to their upbringing with devotion and love. This conditioning intended as it was by the establishment extended itself to all non-whites and manifested itself in an inordinate love of all that which was non-white and a contrary behaviour towards the white males of the school who were demoted in their eyes to a lesser status.


Hence with their brown make-up that had a cocoa base giving off a chocolaty scent the younger girls were only eager to please when Will approached them and asked if there was any sign of Tyrone and Blackface on campus. At this the girls looked afraid and asked why Will would want to talk to ‘that guy’. Will stated he had a score to settle with Tyrone to which response the girls relaxed and informed him that Tyrone had gone off with Susie earlier in the night after they had danced together. They received directions as to where he was last seen and the girls were disappointed when the ‘Mexicans’ rushed off with a hasty gratzia to their would-be paramours.


Speed-walking around the interior halls of the school and passing by the principal’s office they observed Tyrone and Susie compliantly following his lead into the school’s sports area and into the office of Sandusty. Murmured voices were heard as Karl and Will approached silently towards the corner around which the office of their corrupt football coach was located. It was indeed Sandusty’s voice which grew audible as they approached conversing with Tyrone and with interjections by Susie. They were discussing the trade which bound them together in a thieves’ pact and in which Susie had somehow become embroiled perhaps out of a gesture of rebellion against her strict Christian parents who though celebrants of multi-racialism euphemistically called ‘diversity’ they tacitly discouraged, even prohibited Susie from association with blacks under the cover of avoiding criminal entanglement knowing as they did that only blacks were members of Blackface the drug gang which currently represented the only known gang in town and whose members were exclusively comprised of the African blacks who had recently been ‘welcomed in’ as it was said by prominent institutions and figureheads of the town including their own church, the ‘Temple of Zion’ whose congregation was largely white though inclusive of all ‘cultures’ as they euphemistically put it. This hypocrisy apparently drove Susie to rebellion against her parents and into the arms of Tyrone who represented to her in his blatant anti-white racism against what he termed the ‘pale people establishment’ a beacon of truth in an otherwise darkly mendacious society of hypocrites.


At the present time Susie was urging Tyrone to leave and come back to the dance as she was tired of discussing ‘business’ – a business she both feared given its criminal and immoral nature as well as found strangely exciting, to be a source of erotic stimulation for her given the risky nature of it. Will and Karl heard a slap sound and the thump of a body as presumably Susie struck the linoleum floor of Sandusty’s office. ‘Damn it Tyrone she might squawk eventually’ Sandusty ejaculated but Tyrone’s reply was cut off by Will swooping in. Susie began to rise as Sandusty further shouted: ‘What the f*** do you beaners want here! Do you want to be sent back south of the border?’ Sandusty noticed Karl’s stun gun and screamed ‘What the f***!’ while Tyrone attempted to throw a punch at the latter who zapped him with 400,000 volts knocking him spasming to the floor with an acrid scent of scorched negro flesh wafting up into their nostrils. Not to be so easily incapacitated Tyrone rose to his feet while Sandusty threw a right cross at Karl’s jaw knocking him senseless as he collapsed on the linoleum. Will attempted to engage Sandusty through a snap kick to the groin which caught Sandusty on the thigh. Tyrone lunged towards Will and kicked him to the ground. Susie reached for Will but had her forearm grabbed by Tyrone who ran out of the room with her saying ‘Not my scene cracka!’ Will yelled: ‘Why Susie?’ who recognized who he really was and replied ‘He’s taking me to a place you’ve never been and could never go!’ They swiftly disappeared into the basement presumably where the boiler room was located. Sandusty panicked screaming – ‘You goyim never stop persecuting us! You’ll be boiling in excrement like your Jesus soon!’ as he leapt out of the open window and ran towards his Mercedes in the parking lot which was for him conveniently situated nearby. ‘No one will believe you – we own the world!’ and broke into maniacal laughter as he entered his vehicle and sped away with his lights off. Karl at this point began to come to rubbing his jaw amidst his groans. ‘Sandusty claims he used to be a boxing champ’, said Karl. ‘He just knows how to fight dirty and where people’s vulnerable spots are,’ Will replied.


The two recovered and sought out Tyrone and Susie who had demonstrated where her allegiance lay – on the side of the children of darkness whose only gift they had to bestow was the transience of appearance and sensationalism which the wayward Susie found more appealing than the protective security of a conventional life whose only divergence from the wheel of routine was greater mental life the womb of art and science. She had decided to forsake these noble fruits for the forbidden fruit of illicit tryst with the more primitive elements of her conscious being. Nevertheless the white knight dormant in both Karl and Will resurrected itself and gave chase to she who was complicit in her own corruption. Blinded by the creed of David Lane that ‘the beauty of the Aryan woman must not perish from the earth’, Will lustily strove down the concrete steps into the inner sanctum of the school, a place where he had never been and knew nothing of the layout. The footsteps of Tyrone and Susie could still be heard echoing further down the passage and the two Mexicans still gave chase trending their direction towards the source of the sound. Following along a mesh grating overlooking a constellation of pipes and industrial equipment necessary for the functioning of the school Will heard the sounds of Tyrone’s voice behind a metal door that was probably ajar. The two stopped and waited to hear what transpired. ‘You said you wanted the bitch – now gimme mah muhf***in money!’ – A hollow voice apparently male replied ‘Fine. Now get out – go and hustle, we have a business to run and we need capital see!’ Tyrone was apparently pushed out of the door with a bag in his hand and the door closed behind him with a bang. He spat on the linoleum and left muttering oaths under his breath and something that sounded like ‘serves the pale bitch right – pale bitches all be slavers.’


Once Tyrone had left the hallway the pair crept closer to the now shut door and attempted to listen in. Susie’s cries penetrated the metal door and Will could hear her wavering words: ‘Keep away from me I don’t want your drink, I’m leaving’ at which point she shuffled away and fumbled with the latch but was apparently pulled away screaming ‘what is this? Let go! Let me’ – but her voice was muffled and a scuffle began. At this Will tried the latch but found it shut. He looked around in desperation and discovered a fire hatchet in a reservoir on the wall next to an extinguisher and smashed the glass with this fist yanking the axe from its supports. He ran back to the door and began smashing the door with it, which he found was actually made of flimsy metal, and gave way in rents under his hacking thrusts. Panicked voices started shouting as he came bursting in the door. He witnessed the cloaked figures exiting through another door and Susie on the ground in the center of the room surrounded my candles. She looked up at Karl and laughed as he gaped at her noticing the blood pooling out from under her wounded abdomen – ‘I told you you could never…save me…Karl…you’re too…good.’ The last words came out with her dying breath and she crumpled in a heap dead. Karl stoically looked at Susie and stated: ‘The Aryan woman is difficult to tame, only an iron hand in a velvet glove can restrain her wilful nature’.
Will then understood that David Lane’s words rang true, that it was imperative that the beauty of the Aryan woman not perish from the earth yet that this beauty in its cold hypocrisy was at the same time merely a bridge to the superman, a dangerous allure like that of the markings of a black widow. That the bridge to the superman required a sacrifice which, under the current regime of gynecentrism and anti-male bias, could only be attained through inordinate loss of the superman itself and that to avoid the web of the black widow the web itself had to be cloven asunder. Paradoxically this was the only way the superman could be attained, through self-sacrifice on the altar not of a woman’s demand and whim but on that of the higher calling of Wotan, becoming a living god-man even if dying in the attempt in the battle against this web of Zion, the universalist imperialism that had imprisoned the white superman in its matrix.


Examining the room briefly Karl picked up a badge that Will identified as Masonic. ‘This must have been a ritual murder,’ he said. The two left the room in silence and shut the door on their youthful naiveté. Will looked down at the axe he still held and declared: ‘Let this be my Thor hammer – down with Jormungand!’ So saying he hurled his axe into the electrical components overtop the mesh panelling which paralleled the hall immediately causing the disgorging of a hail of sparks from the humming machinery which then sent forth blue tongues of electric fire in the works accompanied by steam and rumbling. ‘Hurry – let’s go – go!’ Will cried with Karl needing no prompting. They rushed up the stairs and ran down the hall and out into the woods which bordered the school as the entire school emitted rumblings and muffled explosions. Will looked back and witnessed students and faculty pouring out from multiple exits and fleeing the danger zone. They both made their way through indirect routes back to their vehicle. ‘Tikkun olam’ (cleansing the earth) had just begun only it would be the darkness that would be cleared away not the light. The pair were now committed like it or not, they had embraced Ragnarok and there was no turning back to their previous world of comforting middle-class oblivion. The world had become known to them in the most visceral way and they could never return to the callow ignorance of youth.


Police investigation yielded no definitive results other than hearsay evidence that a duo of Mexican exchange students had been seen by two girls coming up from the basement just as the explosions began to occur and the sprinkler system turned on which didn’t serve the purpose of saving the school which had been irreparably damaged by the explosions of volatile chemicals in the chemistry lab, and the oil tank and boiler in the basement which set off a chain reaction reducing the school to rubble. Will was technically still suspended and thus forgotten by the administrative apparatus whose problems focused on badgering the insurance inspectors to obtain compensation for the conflagration. Jews both on the school board and as agents for the insurance company squabbled over liabilities and contributory negligence as the students were released on early vacation as well as the teachers whose already lengthy vacation had been extended much to their delight with pay courtesy of the tax slaves in the private sector whose wage they paid in naïve belief that the former were a necessary pillar of society as opposed to what they really were, a cabal of morally bankrupt luciferian Marxist anti-whites.


The police were present also that day at the home of Karl and at the behest of Mr. Sandusty who stated he suspected Karl may have had a role in the debacle. This was because he had recognized Karl through his face paint and decided in his typically Jewish psychologizing and Talmudic reasoning that Karl had to be pre-emptively struck out at and neutralized as a threat lest he inform on Sandusty and jeopardize both his official teaching and unofficial drug kingpin careers. Karl was interrogated by the police but nothing implicating was discovered by the Jews’ stooges the ‘boys in blue’. This was not enough for Mr. Sandusty however who in collusion with other corrupt elites had Karl arrested on trumped up charges of drug possession with intention to distribute through planting drugs on Karl in a frame-up and police raid. Karl was being held in the local jail and awaiting the probability of a 10-year prison sentence, only his age served as a stumbling block to conviction as he was considered a minor by law.


Will had overheard that Karl had been framed by Sandusty and his establishment affiliates and had gone to visit Karl who was awaiting sentencing and allowed visitors. Will was permitted to speak to Karl through the bulletproof partition that allowed inmates and civilians to communicate through a hermetically sealed vocal apparatus with no exchange of notes or messages through windows or slats. The look of stoical resignation with shadows of despair was etched into Karl’s gaunt face which showed signs of malnutrition and underfeeding. Karl, acknowledging the meaning of Will’s look with a wry smile said by way of greeting: ‘I’m already dead Will, this jew-dicial kangaroo court is a mere formality and sham; it’s the end of my time. You must carry on with your mission of which I regret I could only play a small part though I hoped I could go with you to the finish line. This is the end of the line for me but I have one request of you – that you won’t cease to adhere to the 14 words and will exact vengeance upon my executioners. For I myself have no ability to do so as I am in all but physical form, dead to the world and have no temporal power that might reach out the hand of vengeance and strike a blow at the Jewish tyranny and their puppets. I must therefore work through you as my instrument and lend to you my energy and what is left of my life force. My spirit will remain with you in your quest for a whiter, brighter world for as Hitler said ‘What I am, I am through you and what you are, you are through me.’ Karl pressed his right hand to the window from a sitting posture making a seig heil sign. Will reciprocated pressing his to his friend’s and felt a surge of energy as if Karl’s soul had migrated into his physical form imbuing him with the strength and resolve to fly at the serpent’s throat and choke out its vital force stolen from the thousands, the millions, of sacrifice victims throughout the aeons of time on this earthly plane.


Will turned and left knowing that Karl now lived within him and that what was left behind was a mere automation, a machine of flesh and bone that had given him the gift of Karl’s life. With this added weapon in his arsenal he vowed to destroy the enemy to whatever extent his one life could do damage. A blow to the serpent of sufficient impact might initiate a chain reaction of like-minded people following in his footsteps. The words of Hitler quoted by Karl echoed in his mind: ‘What I am, I am through you; what you are, you are through me.’ Will’s former existence as a promising student and reputable citizen had become metamorphosed through his heightened awareness of who he was and the role he felt compelled to play, his proper destiny. He had now attained Wotan consciousness, a transcendence in immanence that endowed him with godlike powers of detachment and aescetic self-control and denial. Now he was living for the 14 words and the survival of his culture which was a creation of the creator, the latter partaking of deity, the springboard in the material world to the divine and eternity. Without the white race and its creative genius the world may as well cease to exist and become yet another speck careening through the infinitude of space. The redemption of the world was that zenith of humanity who were bearers of the god-mind.


Will’s next move would be to kill Tyrone and Sandusty for destroying the lives of his friends Susie and Karl both being killed through the agency of the two drug dealers, Sandusty as kingpin and Tyrone as enforcer and go-between. He was unsure just how to strike at them as they were both embedded in networks of protection that could serve as an early warning system and Will’s destiny would then be the same as Karl’s defeating his mission. Thus the height of caution was necessary and all ramifications of action needed to be anticipated in an overall scheme of rational calculation, interlinking means and ends with minimal probability of error. A knowledge of his targets thus far was partial though adequate, the movements, and dwelling could be easily discovered; their behavioural tendencies were a matter of common knowledge: low impulse control so typical of both Jews and blacks though the former tempered their emotional erraticism with a psychopath’s cunning and reptilian cold-bloodedness; both easily angered and prone to reaction though again Sandusty being a Jew and one in a position of responsibility which required advanced psychoanalytic ability would be more difficult to trap him in a given place to undergo the assassination. Will decided that framing them both as they had framed and entrapped his friends would be poetic justice and a fitting end to their ongoing corruption. He decided to once again go onto the streets to Blackface’s hideout and obtain more serious firepower that would ensure victory unlike in the case of his stun gun which merely incapacitated Tyrone for a few moments and he knew it would be unlikely to dispatch both Sandusty and Tyrone with a switchblade as that would necessitate getting in close and they would almost certainly be armed themselves given their justifiable paranoia for all the enemies they had made amongst rivals within and outside of their organization through their nefarious deeds and the harm they had caused to so many of the youth of the town.


Upon arrival at the hideout – he was careful to adopt another disguise. - This time as one of the Chinese foreign exchange students with a wig of straight black hair, coke-bottle glasses, and a Mickey Mouse shirt. He was again greeted by Leroy who rudely demanded: ‘what duh f*** you want chink – we ain’t got no wontons here – you sellin’ whoreientals or what – sh*t!’ upon which he attempted to close the door but was stopped by Will in oriental voice: ‘want buy – you have stuff?’ This question piqued the curiosity of the Blackface lieutenant motivated as he was by greed and the door was opened enough to pull Will into the drug den. Leroy thrust Will against the wall and demanded: ‘You wearing a wire?’ feeling around the clothes of Will with a rough and insulting crudity that only one of the lower races could manage in such a context of complete ignorance of another sentient being, lacking as they were in empathy and motivated by their base drives. ‘Y’all for real do – whatchu want fo?’ Will in his guise of an oriental gestured with his hand in imitation of a handgun pointer finger extended and thumb protruding perpendicular thereto. Leroy thought a moment then asked: ‘what chu want dat fo – I ain’t habin’ no heat from da popos – now give it up – what – you – want – fo!’ Will said ‘Protek – vely fraid mista!’ To which Leroy burst out laughing immediately relaxing now that he had a believable motive. ‘Sho I can see dat!’ he continued bursting out into guffaws of laughter as he held up a finger signalling Will to keep silent. The deal happened as before with Will in his Chinese capacity going with Leroy and the firearm, a Colt .45 semi-automatic, to the site where Will stated he had the cash hidden. Just as he was reaching for the cash box Leroy pulled the gun on him and wrenched it open to inspect the goods. This momentary distraction was sufficient for Will to operate his switchblade which he had concealed under his long-sleeved shirt and thrust upwards into the heart of Leroy who dropped the cash box and would have shot Will with his remaining strength but for the continuous series of thrusts into the vital organs and his knocking aside the gun with his other elbow. He rolled Leroy’s dying corpse into the bushes and grabbed both cash and gun able to walk away with his prize without loss to self, content in his having struck a blow against Blackface’s second-in-command as this would be a further setback to the gang’s injurious influence.


Next was to arrange a set-up meeting between Tyrone and Sandusty at the latter’s apartment in the downtown wherein he would transact business of the more nefarious variety, his other dwelling being in a gated community on lakefront property protected by artificial and natural infrastructural barriers such as distance from the crime-ridden areas he assisted in creating as well as boulevards, dense shrubbery, parks, hills, and police and private security forces who manned twenty-four-hour surveillance systems comprised of ubiquitous cameras, floodlights and alarm systems. Getting at Sandusty in his virtual bunker would be too difficult a task even in disguise. He had other work to do and though he might be able to infiltrate Sandusty’s defenses he was not convinced that he would readily escape once he had dispatched him. He knew that the communication link between Sandusty and Tyrone took on a primitive form so that no traces could be made between them. They had gotten into the habit of tying a knot in the piece of rope that raised and lowered the flag on the school grounds and though the school was now reduced to rubble and awaiting reconstruction, the flag was still present as removed from the catastrophe area. Tyrone and Sandusty still used it as Will had observed noticing the knot tied and untied at various times. Usually a note was fasted to the rope with a safety pin folded in a bit of cloth to prevent the wind from blowing it away. These notes usually named a time in digits, e.g. 2130 for 9 p.m. and the place was omitted to avoid traces to location in the event a rare honest police officer, rival gang member, or even curious passer-by showed up for the event and jeopardized this convenient system. Will had taken one of these notes before and forged the handwriting style. He now placed the note which either of his targets knew either could have placed there and hoped that the handwriting he had forged was discovered by the other party otherwise he would have to find alternative means of setting the two up or simply stalking them individually.


Returning to the site later in the day he examined the piece of cloth and found a time written in different handwriting signifying ‘message received’ and giving instructions as to the rendezvous: 2100. He would be there with bells on. Preparation for the assassination entailed outfitting himself in a business suit and briefcase as this appearance corresponded with the demographic in that busy area, the hub of the town. He donned aviator shades and a wig over his blond hair to further disguise his appearance which was an identifying feature. A rakish moustache was affixed to his upper lip giving him the appearance of a yuppie just leaving his office as he strutted down the avenue towards the corner on a diagonal from the building wherein the rendezvous was to take place: The Royal Arms apartments. A fitting appellation as the firearm he was packing with spare clips and ammo just in case would be the means through which his royal pedigree was confirmed, royal in a cosmic sense as the bearer of the divine Wotan consciousness of his forefathers transmitted through himself in the present.
He took up position adjacent to a magazine and newspaper stand to await the pair. At 2055 he observed Tyrone swaggering towards the entrance and pressing the entry code which he observed through his monocular, a spy device that could be used with one finger and functioned as a binocular to magnify one’s field of vision. He memorized the code and prepared to follow Tyrone in ensuring that he kept out of his field of vision. Dashing across the street as Tyrone ascended the stairs still visible through the large plate glass window Will quickly entered the code and ascended the stairs after Tyrone who had gone up to the third and last floor. Given the antiquity of the building the doors still projected sound from within as the old hardwood floors and gaps under the doors allowed one in the hall to eavesdrop on conversation within the rooms. A clatter of dishes and a muffled sound of pop music escaped the door gaps and Will was just in time to reach the top of the stairs and see Tyrone slip into a room at the end of the hall. He rushed towards it and heard Sandusty in a heated voice shout ‘what you say he followed you – and you led him to me! How do you know he’s not undercover and on the side of those white supremacists in the churches! I should pop you right now!’ Tyrone hastily interjected to save his skin – ‘we gotta get outta here Mista Sandusty – take the fire escape!’ The sound of scrambling and a window being opened was heard at which point Will ran back towards the front around the building out of the glow of the streetlamps. He turned down the alley just in time to see Sandusty and Tyrone climbing down the remaining rungs of the fire escape. Will approached at a dog trot – ‘Hey Sandusty – this if for Karl!’ Raising his Colt .45 he blasted Sandusty who fell on top of Tyrone in the narrow fire escape. A few more rounds discharged Tyrone who was reaching for his gun. Sandusty looked up with a hate-filled gaze in his dying eyes and spat: ‘dirty goy!’, then flopped down on top of Tyrone with blood pouring from his mouth. Will ran down the alley and escaped into the obscurity of the multitude as the sirens of polices response wailed echoing through the buildings.


The media reaction to the killing of Sandusty and Tyrone, both together literally entangled with one another, a respectable sports coach and prominent philanthropist with a notorious gang leader and drug trafficker – the inference that ‘birds of a feather flock together’ was obvious. In order to quell the righteous anger of the populous over Will’s assassination which was ascribed to gang-related activity by the police spokeswoman who read from the carefully worded script prepared by her handlers the Judeo-Masonic establishment who had decided in light of public outcry to sacrifice one of their own as ‘dead men tell no tales’. This however opened up their administration to criticism and a desire for accountability in the form of an auditing commission or some similar body of members of the public with no affiliation with government or big business the average white citizens of the town who conscripted a local owner of a Japanese restaurant to be their spokesman as a means of countering claims of anti-Semitism and white supremacist political activism. Hiding behind the frontman many of the more conservative and rational citizens, owners of small businesses and blue collar tradespeople continued to rally for ‘public accountability’ echoing the tired phrases they had been indoctrinated with since birth regarding ‘democratic process’ and ‘responsibility of public office’ phrases sound within a small-scale society populated by ethnically homogenous demographics but a veritable tower of Babel in the form of a microcosm of the aspiring global empire the Jews and their cronies were fanatical about establishing, ‘Zion’ many of its censored critics aptly called it, a term deriving itself from the Pentateuch or old testament and perversely distorted by the Talmudic zealots and their Freemasonic and Judeo-Christian puppets.
Given this fiasco the ruling elite conferred amongst one another and decided to hold a meeting at City Hall on May Day of that year, exactly one month after the school explosion and only one week away to discuss strategy as to how to generate positive reactions in the public to quell their suspicions as to the corruption rife in government and which the event of Sandusty’s obvious drug ties would be the tip of the iceberg. Will heard wind of this meeting through his father’s discussion with another friend that overheard his boss who he had identified as a mason, given that he was always sporting a masonic ring and tie clip, speaking about a meeting at City Hall to which he was invited and which would finally ‘put an end to all the crying of the masses for good’. Will knew that this meeting was probably going to consist of more Jewish psychology tactics of reverse projection where the exception (in this case Sandusty) was put forth as an instance of the rule and, the twisted logic would have it, if a respectable man like Sandusty could be involved in drugs therefore any member of the populous who were looked upon as less reputable than an educator with the latter’s seemingly high moral sense and self-effacing attitude. Thus the goal Will inferred was the building up of the police state to further enhance tyranny and subjugate the average citizen’s ability to defend themselves through restricted possession of firearms and to speak through various censorship laws and their enforcement as well as arbitrary arrest, detention, search and seizure of property, etc. Will knew that this meeting was pivotal that he must take them all out then and there. There would be no better chances to strike at the serpent given his limited powers and abilities; a high school youth not involved in any local networks of pro-white activists and restricted to the borders of his small community of Oakdale Heights.


Will was returning home from a workout at the local gym when he observed a note taped to his front door addressed to himself. He read it: ‘Lansky saw you on camera forging the note and setting up Sandusty for the hit. We know when your parents aren’t around and when you are. Payback time for Sandusty Goyboy!’ Will was surprised that Ms. Lansky could possibly know of his involvement but the myriad cameras which had been installed on campus must have captured him in the act of setting up his targets as even though the school had been demolished there were still what he thought were broadcast speakers attached to the end of poles. The cameras must have been concealed within speaker boxes as a camouflage to allay suspicion amongst the public and thereby to more effectively monitor students and parents unawares. This mafia cabal that ran the world had transformed a once peaceable society of productive and creative citizens into defacto slaves droning their lives away for the illusion of respectability and importance. Will would remain extra-vigilant to prepare for whatever payback was to come.


Will couldn’t sleep that night beset as he was with a foreboding of catastrophe. he decided to go for a walk as the approaching City Hall meeting on May Day as well as the threatening letter increased his impetuosity to initiate the final phase of his plan: namely to kill all of the high level players in the meeting through whatever means possible. Perhaps, he speculated, Blackface would have higher power firearms that would prove adequate to take down the menace – to kill the king and thereby to kill the kingdom at least perhaps to trigger the chain reaction of copycat killers which would lead to the explosion of the powder keg that was J.O.G. (Jewish occupation government). He walked for at least a half hour away from his place but upon cresting the hill which overlooked his house upon his return he observed a brightly lit sky and upon reaching the peak looked down upon the flaming wreckage of his childhood home. He rushed down the hill taking in the fire engines which were spraying the fire with water cannons and hoses. Then to his horror as he reached level ground and was approaching the house he bore witness to a sight which evoked a berserker cry of rage as his mother’s burnt corpse was being removed from the interior of the building. His father soon accompanied it into the coroner’s van and was shut within. He pounded on the van and thrust aside the coroners who attempted to restrain him but it took two burly firefighters to restrain him and upon recognition of his impotence he grew silent knowing that now he had nothing to lose in the world, that all had been taken from him, his friends, his parents, and his future.


The government social workers into whose care he was placed were of course Jewish and members of the cabal, their interests being the covert and gradual ‘killing out of the goyim’ as it says in the Talmud under the guise of benevolence, equality, etc. The pharmaceutical drugs he knew they used as a covert form of black magic sorcery whereby they modified people’s physiology and created subtle anatomical and behavioural changes that led to physical and mental deterioration as well as ruining the relationships they had with others rendering them pariahs in the social body, outcast recluses who had no means to reintegrate themselves into their communities save through the hypocritical helping disciplines which created the situation to begin with and had operated secretly to soft kill their charges. Knowing this as he did through his research into the allopathic medical system and that it was a tool of the cabal for genocide and population management in accordance with their ‘creative destruction’ social engineering. These architects of chaos claimed to be the living gods of the earth who alone were human, all the rest being ‘animals’ or goyim and who used this process of creating amongst the populace imperceptible change which exacerbated over time and conditions of their environment so that one generation would have a totally different world view than those subsequent able to be played off against one another creating disunity and a fragmented society of solipsism and possessive individualism in which only personal self-interest mattered not one’s sense of race and place, blood and soil. Will knew now that any future he might have was hopeless and that he would have to make his attack on the cabal a suicide mission if he were to fulfill the 14 words and see redress for the injury done to Karl, Susie, his mother and father who though largely ignorant save Karl of the causes of this world situation were nevertheless innocent and thus Will was obligated to carry out his act even if only to revenge his fallen comrades though if other precedents such as sparking a powder keg of white anger locally in his region if not globally, letting potential imitation know that it can be done that the cabal could be reached through physical means and that it was not all powerful, that would be an added incentive to dispatch his own life for that of his people and their survival as a race.


Living in a virtual prison ward, what had been termed a foster home run by two homosexual Jews who had been given preference in the adoption process as another ploy in the cabal’s system for using adopted children as rape victims and often as ritual murder sacrifices as the only ones who could know about themselves were those the government decided would know and could control every facet of the adopted child’s life, using them also as experimental guinea pigs for drugs and black ops mind control projects utilizing electromagnetic fields, radiation, and pharmaceuticals. This improved the cabal’s understanding of human behaviour which they exploited to control the populace for their own benefit, dumbing them down through a debased education system, through water fluoridation, and propaganda. Thus life lived within their care would be as a fly entering into a black widow’s web from which no escape was possible. The two Jewish fags were downstairs one night discussing how they were going to give Will the ride of his life that night and Will overheard their whispered conversation. Rather than subject himself to that treatment which would inevitably lead to having to assault them though they always carried stun guns as a means of coercing people to carry out their will and though sure he could overpower them he also knew that he would be subject to greater sanctions possibly suffering the same fate as Karl. However he had decided to sacrifice himself so he was willing to strike yet another blow to the cabal this time against their two faggot child molesters.


Accordingly Will went down the stairs and approached the two fags. He claimed he wanted them to bathe him and prepare him for the night’s festivities upon which they eagerly scrambled to the bathroom to fill the tub. They had cast aside their garments leaving their stun guns nearby. Motivated by a bestial mind of vulgar desire the two had thrown caution to the wind and this enable Will to carry out his intention taking the stung gun up and creeping towards the open washroom he grabbed one of the Jews by the ankles and heaved him into the tub. The Jew grew excited and stated he didn’t know Will like it so rough while the other Jew thrust his buttocks at Will who promptly kicked him into the tub on top of his lover. Will then turned the stun gun on to high power and tossed it into the nearly full tub creating a storm of electricity and an acrid scent of burning flesh as the tendrils of blue flame licked the pasty bodies of the Jews whose ridged muscles vibrated with 40,000 volts amplified through the tub of conductive water. He tested their pulses to ensure they were dead once the device had short-circuited. Another blow at the serpent struck and now Will had only to stow the bodies elsewhere until the time of his attack on City Hall so that he could live in the house without having to dwell on the streets. This enabled him to properly prepare for the event to undergo a regime of rigorous conditioning and mental preparedness. The Jews’ bodies he buried in the forest outside of town using their car and a spade from their toolshed. While in the shed he noticed a surprising arsenal of C-4 explosives and grenades as well as Israeli passports and a Mossad badge – apparently at least one of the now-deceased Jews was a Mossad agent. He used a manual on improvised explosives to rig a vest with explosive C-4 satchels and dummy switches which were in a locked cabinet in the toolshed. The grenades he affixed to a bandolier rig that fitted over the vest and enabled quick access like plucking an apple for the tree – only these apples were the most poisonous apples of all. All of the poison the Jews had been injecting in the form of vaccines into the whites would be injected into their flesh in the form of shrapnel. A time delay was also rigged up with a bundle of C-4 surrounded by nine-inch nails. This package will then be placed in the back of the trunk of the Jews’ Lexus which he intended to leave outside of Blackface’s drug den upon their return from the gangster party on May Day. The clock would detonate just after midnight when the party in the town square would have finished and when Blackface and their prostitutes would return to their den of iniquity for one final revel – in the bowels of hell.


The city hall knock off would be done by Will himself as a suicide mission. He didn’t have sufficient explosives to take out City Hall and all of its corrupt elites even with the Blackface bomb so he knew that martyrdom was the only alternative. Even if he had and lived to fight another day all of the assassins and his limited resources would inevitably be the end of him anyway. However this was pure speculation as he was now as in the game of chess in a position of check – soon enough he would either checkmate his enemy or be checkmated. Zero sum was the situation now and the only solution was victory through Valhalla.


On the night of May Day just as the meeting was beginning will drove the Lexus to the Blackface den parking unobtrusively around the back alley of the building as he had seen that Blackface members only entered via the front. He started the countdown timer on the package, removed the key from the ignition, and locked the doors wearing a black overcoat over his explosives vest the dummy switches tied together with wires to prevent premature detonation. ‘Time to head to the meeting – tonight I bet City Hall,’ Will muttered under his breath.


The festivities in the town square were in full swing when Will passed by on the periphery looking in from the outside as was his cognitive tendency especially after he had had conferred upon him an amplified consciousness not only through the ordeal he had just underwent but through his contact with Karl in the visiting section of the prison which had transmitted to him a Wotan wisdom through Karl’s soul passing into himself through the latter’s willing it into reality which had allowed him to live out in his post-mortem state endowing Will with enhanced powers of clairvoyance and mental influence as their souls were racially compatible vibrating at the same vibrational frequency. Will could look on the festive crowd, which he had once himself participated in though with a vague sense of his own self-suffering, a loss of his perhaps greater awareness than his peers with a detachment that preserved the integrity of his soul through this process of living in the world while not simultaneously being of the world. The opposite was clearly the case for the crowd of raucous inebriates whose lower egoic consciousness could not transcend the lower astral realm of desire and its base drives – fight, flight, and fornicate, sensationalism and greed; the typically liberal desire to maximize pleasure and minimize pain if need be at the expense of their own life through drug addiction or the contraction of venereal diseases, etc. He observed Blackface revelling with their prostitutes many of whom were to his great sadness young white girls who had been corrupted through the mind pollution of the media to venerate non-whites as sacred cows or demi-gods before whom prostration of themselves as white satans or at the very least repentant sinners was considered a moral obligation transgression of which was tantamount to being consigned to a purgatory or hell of greater suffering than death.


He felt a sadness for the girls and for his race upon whose future rested the purity of the young white women of the world. This momentary feeling passed, a moment of weakness that a trained stoicism corrected and his emotions were placed under the control of reason and understanding. He knew that the only salvation for his race lay with himself and those of his ilk who could look past the transience of emotionalism and towards eternity. A kingdom of heaven upon earth necessitated the preservation of those gods of the earth clothed in their flesh suits of ruddy vitality for spirit and matter are one and race is the image of soul. Hence to attain eternity through illusion he had to secure the existence of his people – the white race – and a future for their posterity.


Passing on towards City Hall he observed a cadre of squad cars busying themselves observing the festivities of the May Day revel largely ignorant of their true purpose which was to provide security around the perimeter of City Hall. Dressed as he was in a black trench-coat he unobtrusively made his way past the indolent enforcers of the Noahide and Talmudic laws up the stone steps of the city hall which was in actuality a masonic lodge as could be seen by the images of Semitic god statues bordering the stone staircase – one of Baal and one of Ashtoreth apparently and for public consumption one of an anonymous Jewish looking war veteran and a feminist also sporting the characteristic hook nose and almond-shaped eyes of the world’s oriental parasite – the eternal Jew. He observed as he passed that many of the luxury automobiles parked helter skelter around the entrance had masonic badges affixed to them above the bumpers signalling their status as Judaized gentiles. Will entered the heavy brass doors with gargoyle-like Jewish faces gazing down upon the entrant, perverse leering faces that mocked the entrant as if half-concealing their evil designs in a revelation of the method style of using ‘the goyim’, and having a tongue-in-cheek joke with the Jewish and Masonic initiates.


No police had so far noticed his entrance and the hall was strangely silent until he abruptly encountered a Negro security guard who came from out of one of the doors jabbering on a cellphone with boorish volubility. His stun gun was out and in his fist before the lethargic Negro had time to notice – still jabbering to his ‘homie’ he was hit with 400,000 volts right in the chest around the region of the heart . The negro squealed like a pig and muscles tensed flopping on the stone floor with a smack, the caller still chattering on the phone. Will zapped him again for good measure and this time the spasms made the negro dance the rigor mortis shuffle as his bladder emptied. An acrid stench of flesh accompanied the zapping until Will could confirm a kill. Though negroes were relatively unaffected by pain and had much thicker skulls than most races the incapacitating nature of the stun gun soon breached his biological defenses. Will dragged the negro around to behind the security desk and stuffed him into a corner under the overlapping marble surface. He took his walkie talkie and turned it off, discarding it with the negro but discovered a Beretta handgun with extra clips on the dead’s body. He assimilated his weapons and was now equipped to do massive damage to his enemies. The dummy switches of his rig were still wired shut and he removed the wire carefully ensuring that the two ends were still clamped together. He then substituted some Velcro straps which could be pulled open with greater ease during the final climax of that night’s festivities thereby detonating his vest.


The stone staircase wound upward and inward so that it overlooked the main hall in which, undoubtedly an opulent spread of rituals would be in process of being greedily consumed by the decadent elite of Oakdale Heights, celebrating prematurely their own self-proclaimed god-like intellect and strategy. Their freemasonic architecture would soon lie in ruins courtesy of the power of Will he whom they deemed merely an animal possessed.


He looked down upon the Jews and their masonic and Judeo-Christian affiliates stuffing themselves with expensive wine, champagne, and decadent foodstuffs such as lobster, crab, and eels. Negro servants doted on their charges with a few naked prostitutes male and female dancing in cages from alcoves in the corners and in the middle of the hall. They gyrated their oiled bodies as strange oriental flutes, chimes, and perhaps a zither wailed their discordant noise. The room was lit from chandeliers descending from brass chains that were affixed to the vaulted ceiling a circular window overheard that allowed the projection of starlight into the room. That night the moon was full and added its pale luminosity to the room. Plush red carpets covered the floors upon which strutted the corrupt elite. An old-fashioned dumbwaiter large enough to hold a man lay open with its cable descending into the room below.


Will looked at the moon through the glass lining the hallway and transmitted through telepathic means the words of Hitler to Karl. ‘It is necessary to die for my people but my spirit shall rise from the grave and the world will know that I was right.’ Will looked down the dumbwaiter and observed that it extended to the bottom with an opening at the end as light from the debauched celebration illuminated the bottom and the shifting of light broadcast by the chandelier played upon the sides of the dumbwaiter. He wrapped his hands in spare velcro straps to prevent the cable from digging into his hands as he repelled himself downwards along its course. As he neared the bottom he slowed and reversed himself carefully tucking his trench-coat around him to get a visual of the festivities. He was slightly below waist level and thus was obscured by the negro barman and the bar which clattered with drinks. He noticed Ms. Lansky and the mayor Sammy Goldman boorishly cackling with malevolent mirth over some crude joke or other. The ballroom continued to screech out its oriental cacophony while the revellers in near drunken stupor groping their paid prostitutes most of whom were males, writhed to the music going into near ecstasies of animalistic vigour. Will had had enough and given the dim lighting decided that now would be the time. He engaged his switchblade and turned himself around in preparation to launch himself against the negro barman. He projected himself out of the dumbwaiter and impaled his blade into the back of the negro’s neck severing the carotid artery in front. Blood sprayed from his victim’s neck as the negro struggled to turn and fight but Will held him firm. The spray jetted out in pulsating torrents onto the bar top and Ms. Lansky and the mayor. They looked up with furtive aggression like a cornered animal but before they could cry out Will throwing a grenade amongst the revellers pulled out his Beretta pistol and pointing it at their faces squeezing off shots cried in paroxysm of rage “Delenda Est Judaica’. Their heads exploded like ripe melons and bodies fell prostrate taking the line of drinks on the bar with them. The grenade exploded simultaneously and he was diving into his rig for more lobbing them crazily around the perimeter of the room shouting the same invective ‘Delenda Est Judaica!’, Judaism must be destroyed and firing rounds at all scurrying rodent Jews in an arc radius downing fat bodies of masons and Catholic priests as they ran panicking around the room not knowing from whence the source of their death emanated.


Sprinting towards the center of the black and white checkerboard floor Will positioned himself under the moonlit masonic tracing board depicting a scene in which Jacob’s ladder projected towards the vault of the heaven’s connotive of ascension towards the higher realms. With a flick of the wrist he realised the dummy switches to ignite his C-4 vest screaming in rage ‘Valhalla!’ as his body was consumed by the flames.

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