I wheeled myself around the crazy person asylum in a wheelchair I found down the hall after breaking a nurse's neck and stuffing her in a bin to escape solitary confinement. I didn't think I was supposed to be using this wheelchair if I didn't actually need it, but I was a rebel. Society couldn't hold me down. I was my OWN rule maker! That's why the globalists hated me. They wanted to make the rules for me, but they had nothing to offer me. Jesus Christ gave me everything I needed, from my virtue to my principles. I hate the anti-christ.
I was king of the insane crazy person asylum as I wheeled myself around, scoping out the place for the super secret recon mission. I would occasionally make a retard face to keep the nurses from thinking I was up to something. This was my domain. I was Snake! Snake Plisken. Snaking around in my camouflage, enemy combatants none the wiser to the anti-GloboHomo Specs Operative underneath the shit and vomit stained gown. My American made muscled arms wheeled me around like a Porsche Ferrari muscle car engine. I saw this one totally hot nurse, as I Tokyo drifted down a hall and gave her a Chad wink.
It was too Chad and she would have suspected something so I made the retard face and said "A choopity choopity" as I farted on command.
I was on caution there, but now it was all clear.
"That waz a crose a one" Sneaky Chang said from within the ventilation systems.
He had probably explored every crevice of the ventilation systems by now and would know where the target was.
"Where's the VIP?" I asked.
"Just around the next corna Mista Amaracan Nigga Hanta X. Everee thing is in prace, just weeting on confirmation and then extraction."
"Thanks Chang!" I said as I coolly wheeled off.
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I wheeled around the corner and down the hall like Vin Diesel in Fast Cars, the famous movie franchise. It was totally cool and there was a totally radical soundtrack playing. Trust me bro.
Then I saw it. The VIP ward for the criminally insane. Of course the VIP would be in the VIP ward.
My mind became full of doubt for just a moment. Chang in the ventilation system... Detective Blackman as a wall? The VIP in the VIP ward? Was I insane? Did I just kill an innocent nurse instead of a GloboHomo Bugman?? What if I didn't exist? American Nigger Hunter X is such a ordinary name, but my life just makes too much perfect sense. What if my experiences were just a coping mechanism for that old timey suit guy I saw in court who was having his daughter mutilated by the Judeo-tranny courts?
That's when I realized the Jews must have injected me with psychotics when I passed out. I could feel the walls breathing. But I could see the old timey suit guy in the VIP ward for the criminally insane, so I knew I couldn't be him. I wasn't crazy, but I could really feel the mescaline mixing with the psychotics. It was messing with my mind. I just had to carry on and try to keep myself together. I seemed to have come to the wrong conclusion that pooping myself was part of the plan. The drugs must have been leaving my system for my sense of reason to be returning. It was a good thing I killed that nurse as she was about to stick me with a jab, and to think I almost felt sorry for the health "professional".
I slowly wheeled myself into the VIP ward for the criminally insane. Only the worst of society ended up here. I had sent many Niggers here back in the day when I was just a lowly Nigger Hunter and not a follower of "the way", fighting for Jesus Christ in a holy war that stretched all the way back before the Younger Dryas, back to when the Jews first arrived here on earth and the downfall of Atlantis.
Most people don't know human history. They are not shown the old maps, or told the old stories that corroborate with what we know. I used to think the Mormons were crazy because of the brainwashing and indoctrination we received as children, until I asked Jesus and he told me how he had been to America before. Being a doubting Thomas, I checked with science, and was surprised to find that modern genetics studies had shown that Europeans were the first to go to the Americas, predating the red man by many 10s of thousands of years. GloboHomo didn't want us to know this because it didn't fit with their narrative as the White man being the invader, and not the original occupier of the Americas. Even in the red man's mythos they claim that the people before them built the megalithic structures. Atlantis was a large landmass in the middle of the Atlantic ocean. The people with pale skin built a global reaching empire from there. But certain people gained power and influence, and subverted the nation of Atlantis, forcing God to cast the asteroid flood spell. We tried our best to return the world to its former glory, but no one had yet figured out how to cure the eternal Jew, the constant Civilization crusher. It was like an eternal dance which would always end the same way, constantly playing out across time and space, beyond the understandings of our short life spans. God had sent Jesus 16,000 years after the Asteroid Flood to plant the seed that would one day sprout into the answer to the Jewish Question. I American Nigger Hunter X was the answer. I was God's right hand and my fist was the Prestige Punch. The seed had yet to blossom into a full fruiting tree, and we had less than 2000 years left to overcome the incoming annihilation of all life on earth. We had no hope of making it with a group that were hellbent on constant subversion of everyone else. The asteroids were too big and too powerful. White man had to be unleashed from Jewish shackles to save the human race. Moloch demanded all our lives as tribute. But Moloch would never beat us, because Jesus is King, and key to saving the Jews from themselves..
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As I slowly wheeled myself in I couldn't believe what I saw in the VIP ward for the criminally insane. I had never seen a whiter room of people. What had happened to all the black and brown criminally insane usual suspects? Had they been let back out onto the street in the name of diversity multi-cultularism GloboHomoism?!?
GloboHomo was the only source of entertainment allowed. Several caged televisions hung in different corners of the ward. All playing the same thing.
I carefully inspected the room using my skills as a Nigger Hunter.
"American Nigger Hunter Eye ACTIVATE!"
Nearest to my left was a lobotomized man also on a wheelchair, he kept repeating "Durr I just said increased CO2 into the atmosphere is really good for land and air based life...." (mouth drooling).
"That's Brock" some bald guy informed me, "he used to be a big time Environmentalist, but they caught him saying the wrong things. He veered from the script. He was too autistic to understand why it can be bad to speak the truth. Poor guy. Never had a chance against the Stasi."
"And who are you?" I inquired
"I'm Mark. Made the mistake of defending myself from would be home invaders. I insanely believed I had rights in this country..."
The VIP ward for the criminally insane was full of white men who had committed no crime, other than challenged GloboHomo, whether knowingly or unknowingly.
"I went to the police because some Pakistani men were raping my daughter. They arrested me and called me an Islamophobe!"
"I told a man he was a man"
It went on forever. Ordinary people locked up in here for not playing the pretend game with the GloboHomoists.
Then I saw him across the room. It was the physical reincarnation of Jesus Christ!
I had to take a time out for a second. I was so awed by the Christ figure across the room from me.
"How did I get here?" I asked myself for a quick rundown.
I was a lowly American Nigger Hunter hunting Niggers and keeping the peace. Society was progressing. We were planting the seeds of which future generations would know the shade. But then it got subverted, and the Goyim were converted into mindless consumers who wanted to consume the seeds of the future. Suddenly Niggers were getting out of control, mandated by government officials and unelected Communist bureaucratic scum. Oh how I hated the bureaucrats who hid behind letters, not a single one of these fucks would have the balls to read out the kind of letters they sent to your face in person. Bureaucrats were the lowliest of lifeforms.
I suddenly realized I was not giving a quick rundown. I had been totally subverted by my hatred for the bureaucrat.
As I approached the Christ figure, my hatred towards bureaucrats receded to a 'wood-chipper final solution' situation. Such was the power of Christ. Only he could make me feel somewhat remorse for the soulless automaton known as "bureaucrat" or "unelected official". They were the Jews of occupations.
"Jesus Christ! It's you!" I said to Jesus Christ.
He explained to me all about the second coming. And how the Judeo-Paedo-Cabal was trying to subvert him.
Chang was hiding from up in the rafters, listening in.
"Wow! So that's why they push atheism and feminism on society?"
Christ nodded, confirming what he had just said.
It all made so much fucking sense now. The fall of the temple and the start of modern "Judaism" being a rejection of Christ in which the pharisees wrote the Talmud after Christ, and claimed Jesus was boiling in shit in hell. But I knew Jesus was not boiling in shit in hell, because he was standing right before me.
A jew used be someone from Judea who worshiped at the temple. This included the Gods Moloch and Baal, who are still worshiped today. They seek to make Saturn escape Jupiter's influence. They sacrifice children. They drink their blood.
The modern people of Judea either converted towards Christ or became a Muslim Palestinian. They were freed from the Temples Satanic rule, but then... Judaism was created as a legitimate religion post-Christ with the Talmud (yet it claims to be older), and it spread like a virus across the lands, invading many countries. Even many of the worshipers do not know of its deep Talmudic Satanic roots, and how it is only used as a shield to commit most Satanic deeds.
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"Jesus Christ! How could we all have been so fooled into believing "Judeo-Christian" as a concept when Judaism is in direct opposition to Christ????!
The greatest trick the Devil pulled was making the world think he didn't exist.
"It's okay my son" Jesus said with splendor as he kissed me on my lips.
"Let's get out of here" I coolly said.
Chang jumped down from the rafters like a sneaky Asian.
"Here you go Mista Amaracan Nigga Hanta X!" Chang said as he threw me an AR automatic rifle 5.69.
"Sweet!" I said as I squeezed the trigger, shooting off several rounds.
"Rets go!" Chang said as he led point.
Jesus and I followed Chicom Chang through the Asylum maze. Any guards, nurses, doctors or anyone who we just didn't like the look of got gunned down. They didn't have a chance. I came across this one pregnant nurse and pushed my gun right into her swollen stomach and opened fire. It was gruesome, but Jesus had to be rescued. Sometimes blood would have to be spilled. I mean the nurse was coming right at me. It was either me or her.
Jesus knew. Jesus forgives. My path was righteous.
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As we escaped out the main entrance of the Asylum, Police helicopters flew over head, and the place was surrounded by cops. Chicom Chang looked at me with Asian unease as we entered the car park.
"Jesus Christ! What will we do?"
And that's when Jesus did the most amazing thing ever....
Jesus Christ took the wheel.
Chapter 1 Killing Pride
Chapter 2 Save the Jew Save the World
Chapter 3 Faker Than the Holocaust
Chapter 4 Planet of the Niggers
Chapter 5 Twelve Angry Jews
Chapter 6 One Flew over the Jewcoos Nest