“Tradition means giving votes to the most obscure of all classes, our ancestors. It is the democracy of the dead. Tradition refuses to submit to that arrogant oligarchy who merely happen to be walking around.”

This expresses my thoughts and experiences as well.

Shotgun Barrel Straight

I don’t know what part of me was alive, but growing up, I had enough spirit to feel the pain of Satan’s paradise.  I am, of course, talking about our anti-white acid bath of a culture and the pain it causes a true man caught in its depths.  I was born alive, in a world of dead peers, and while I didn’t escape the indoctrination (it affected me deeply), I was never changed by it.  The treatment never took with me.

I don’t brag about this.  Likely it implies there is some serious flaw in my psyche that others are free of.   But, whatever the cause, I know it was ultimately God’s doing.  I also know it was His work that pulled me out of the acid-bath.

What a divine rope!  I escaped to Narnia; I ran with Aragorn; I roamed the English countryside with James Herriot.  That is to…

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