They put up with boors and bores and bitches and cowards and braggarts and creeps and occasional homosexuals who have the eye more on the hunter than on the game.
Robert C. Ruark
Horn of the Hunter
Thirty five dollar books, 120 dollar saute pans, 3,400 dollar computers and all made up in the communist slave pit of China, a god damn travesty as the book is a quarter, the pan fifty cents and the computer three bucks in cost and Americans get f*cked over on both sides of the Pacific as Johnny Hu and Billy Gates can't make paupers out of the citizens fast enough.
There is no Salvation in this. There is only judgment. It is the lawlessness of the jungle from that person of the Kenyan jungle, Barack Hussein Obama.
It is the silence really. The call of the wild. It is the notice of the Russian bear called Putin that the undefended borders are a place to roam and kill what you choose. For it is not murder without law, it is then just one moment the twinkle in the eye of Prague and the next dark death never to return. It is the breath of life in New York and the next the incinerated lungs of a city suffocating in nuclear flame.
Take a look around you children, look long and slow. Look at the world God's Solomon in knowledge elevated this all to. It hasn't been since the black death when rats crawled the earth with their fleas that such a change is coming that echoes in the recesses of all your nightmarish memories from grandparents dead of a thousand years yore, that ingrained that terror into your genes from them, so they built all this, defended all of this, and yet it comes again like Samaria crucified and exiled in waste..........it comes upon a pale horse and death follows.
There once was a time when Kenya bred men, but now it only bred a bastard from a whorish bitch to plague the world. That is the way it is really as you either got yourself a shrew on your hands or a nymphomaniac and the problem is baby sister in every case it is the same woman.
They once said that the elephants and buffalo should perhaps not have been cropped by the 458, but that the people should have. Those decisions are long past as long as the colonial white who took that Muslim bastard slave trade and turned it into civlization.
Sure the world order knew damn well the game in luring in white pioneers who would build their investment in a niggardly land, turn it from tsetse fly dark to prosperous white, and in the end just steal it all back, as they just wanted the natives educated enough to learn how to murder their own efficiently as plunder is more effective under Marx.
The Americans will face their own cropping. Replaced by Mexicans who will return to their original bloodlines of Spaniard oversexed rapine mixed with Indian savagery will make a nice bloodletting of it for all, unless those Chicoms with all their toys come and play in America and rape the whore Obama turned them into as their own.
Think of it all in civilization. 6000 years of it with a few scorched earths dotting the plain, but this time when this comes down, it will be energies released of billions of humans not in club, but in thing which explode like suns, things which slaughter like the black death and things which are a cancer eating you in hours what would take a lifetime.
It should make for a bloody good show of it, if you can get out of your fetal position and stop crying like a woman giving birth.
It may be humanity is ready for a bugger like this. A real mass suicide. A real post birth abortion. A real serial mass murderer set loose and it is you looking at the maniac in the mirror.
It might be a beer and snacks things for those watching. It certainly was the mob let loose in bin Laden's murder.
Just stick that steel elixir in slow, twist it and swish it around like a fine wine to savor the slaughter and enjoy the satisfaction that this is not just one life, but billions to take on grand scale and in ways the lunatic never dreamed and only satan manufactured.
This is no longer civilization in the hunter knowing the game and the game having their born part. This is the ordered chaos like a gang rape in brutes standing in line for their shot. This is the queer slipping dope into a drink and ravaging an innocent to make them believe they are something they never considered. This is the child rapist offering a smile as the finger rips into young flesh.
Can anyone deny God in His judgment in wiping such heathens so corrupt from His earth by their own satan worshiping hands. Any sane person of a generation ago would have vomited at what the world is, and yet the mob can not glutton themselves even more on this puke of sadism.
The sear has broken. The hammer has fallen. The pin has kissed the primer and there is no turning back from the inferno ignited and what is coming down the barrel of indictment.
It appears a good bloodletting of 5 billion gallons is what the world lusts for as this world has forgotten the purity of the hunter's heart...........
Home is the hunterThe huntress there home
The heart of the hearth
The breath of the poem
Orion's stars
Unsheathed from the belt
On the field of heaven
To earth's footstool veldt
There past the blessing
Of woman made woman
There past the testing
Of man made man
Home is the hunter
From pure heart arose
The soul of ever
In the silent prose
agtG
