WhiteManOnTheWeb (@WhiteManOnTheWeb)

I am, after much thought, of the opinion that accelerationism is the final coping mechanism employed by those in our circle. Radicalization is the appropriate response to widespread degeneration; but, after being a radical, as it were, for so long, one gravitates toward the idea of accelerating the perceived decay so that one's ideology can finally rise above the now-crumbled heap of impeding democracy and win out as the prevailing worldview. This is an escapist fantasy. But it is not my intent to demoralize: I wish for idealistic boys to develop mentally into proactive men; for in no other way can we hope to achieve victory. Do not just look forward to the collapse- prepare for it! Owning an AR means nothing if you cannot maintain a tight group at range. Owning a gardening book is futile if you have not read it and a dozen others, and with the knowledge gained, farmed your own plot of land. Reposting memes is a waste of your time if you are not reposting to new individuals, to grow our circle. Not writing down your thoughts, so you can better argue and explain your beliefs, is stupidity. Talking the talk and not walking it, because you cannot break your addiction to pornography, or video games, or television, or because you refuse to get angry, lift heavy and exercise in preparation for war, is hypocrisy. It is a waste to not seek out good, motherly white women with which to marry and raise families, because you are scared, or not experienced in this regard. We are not descendants of fearful men. Should things accelerate to the point of collapse- shame on us should we not be adequately prepared to spill our blood for the cause of our European children. Such is our duty. Even facing insurmountable evil, we will do so with a smile. A nobler death I cannot fathom, than expiring to the cries of my white brethren as we strike at the blackness before us, in seeking our sovereign birthright. As an anonymous man on /pol/ once said: "There will be no marble statue left to you, only blood in the soil, your bones will lie anonymous in the field. The writers of history seldom remember the heroes of the day, only destiny will. Your chest of medals will be the generations to follow, free... free of the darkness and disease of whoredom." Struggle. Fight. Never despair. Never surrender. When the sun rises, we shall try again.