The tide is about to turn. The pendulum must swing back. Thanks are in order. Part 1.

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Over the two glorious years since the birth of this blog there have been few who were brave enough to view it.  Even fewer still who had the intestinal fortitude to post.  The humble success of this blog (and rest assured it is quite humble) is due only to those who visit it, who comment here and inspire towards even greater depths of insanity.

This Turkey day, when people all over Cuckmerica give thanks to Aergia, the goddess of obesity and sloth, you, my dear readers, will be the recipients of my gratitude. When they clamour like zombies into a diseases infested greed and envy depository location, when they shout at their 89″ flatscreen altars to their favorite FAN totem,  when they fall into an insulin induced coma, we will be just that much sharper.

It is in this vein that I salute you.  As you may have noticed there is a small sliver of hope for this country to be rescued from the jaws of Moloch’s damnation.  With the positive feedback received from the one non-satire related post, expect more of that.  Expect truckloads of vitriol aimed squarely at the slack jaw of cucks. That, my friends, is your power.  The power of support.  So without further adieu and no more bloviating enjoy:

Eye in Pyramid: You have been my staunchest supporter.  Here from the very beginning and always around with an on point comment.  You truly get it.  Best post:

“What is more sexy than a man in uniform? Two men in uniforms making out with each other. Our Military is so watered down and culturally diverse, that practically any nation with a leader with two functioning testicles could defeat us. Perfect! That’s exactly what we want. Turn the greatest fighting force that ever existed into just another racially diverse place of employment. In fact our military doesn’t need strong men ready to kill and fight. What we really need our people who are heads of offices and have titles like Director of Ethnic Diversity Coordination! Such a beautiful title it makes seek-seek demons cry.”

This post contains your lunatic hilarity along with some points of worth you sneakily tucked inside.  Bravo.  For your reward please see this custom avatar built for you.  For a specific file type email me.eyeinpyramid

Craig:  I feel your hate and it strengthens me.  Your anger, your loathing, your staunch disgust at those perverts in power.  You are my brother from another mother (may justice find her)  Best Post:

“I actually see the deplorables sacrificing all the cucks and Hillary and everyone connected to her via business and politics to lord Moloch in much the same way the Aztec’s of old sacrificed their enemies to Quetzalcoatl (lord Moloch under another name)”

This post shows your zeal for righteous justice and the desire to turn the cucks own blood thirsty perversions back onto them. Bravo.  For your reward please see this custom avatar built for you.  For a specific file type email me.

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OleGrandPaSaid: You stare into the abyss and laugh at it right along with me.  There is nothing to fear when the enemy is evil, except for running out of ammo.  We when go down it will be surrounded by a pile of corpses and smiles on our face. Best Post:

I about damn died from a busted gut reading about that “we need our weave” part. Lmao. Then the proper answer, Moar. Praise him, lord Moloch for his will I’d being excised like wisdom teeth upon the unsuspecting cuck. Indeed even the cuck knows not that the time of the rapture begins with the words “your EBT card has been declined”. Btw, coincidence that the two things that matter most to exalted ones are EBT and BET? I think not, as only Moloch could be so sublime. Alas, it is only the restraint of daylight and the cardswipe that the jungle heathen eyes his query and waits. Soon he’ll have his prize, and Moloch will be exalted. It could only be sweeter if the hated ones (WASPs) would jump in a lake of fire after the requisite period or self hatred, but wait….just wait.

This post shows your desire to laugh into the teeth of the monster, and beg it to attack. Bravo.  For your reward please see this custom avatar built for you.  For a specific file type email me.

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Understand, I have a few more commenters who I haven’t had chance to get to.  There is a part two and there might be a part three.  Stay alert, Stay alive.

A Model Cuck. Genocidal Revelation. Moloch’s tears of joy.

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Some fearful cringing meat sacks limply cried that precious human life would die amidst the cloudy desolation of a nuclear sacrifice (holocaust to the uninformed cucks reading). Preposterous.  Moloch’s sulfur tears of joy rain to the earth upon the realization that the end of humanity will begin with “men” such as this licking the sexual detritus from the weeping love chanal of their goddesses. Braying about sentencing their existence to extinction, prideful in ending their own genetic line.

The illumined have long worked towards this ultimate goal, to control the chattel upon which we feast, not through the dangling carrot, or the threatening stick, but through their own literal life-force abnegation.

Gaze in open wonder at the miracle that lord Moloch has wrought.  Well beyond Black Lives Matter, the cucks now openly desire their own genocide. johnscalziwhitegenocide
“Today has been a reminder of the irony that those concerned about the “extinction” of the white race are
the best argument for its demise.”  The cuck crows once.  We take these powerful self fulfilling words, manna from the mouth of Moloch and replace them with other beautiful words of power…

 

And Moloch’s most miniscule minion’s personal favorite,

THOSE CONCERNED ABOUT THE EXTINCTION OF THE HUMAN RACE ARE THE BEST ARGUMENT FOR ITS DEMISE.

There is no fear.  The goal is insight.  The illumined can sense in the future the desired output of ages, not brought about by weapons, or power, or control, but by pathetic mewling cucks.  Moloch Wept.

This poor cuck is a fountain of gluttonous joy, producing mental pain and suffering that our lord anjohnscalzidaughterliftsd master feast upon like succulents dainties.  The cur also enjoys braggadocio about his weakness and the power of his daugher.  “Let it be known that my daughter can lift more than I do. Because she’s on her school’s weightlifting team, and also because she’s awesome.”  The cuck crows twice.  “Some dudes online are making fun of me because you can lift more than I can.  {Daughter} That’s because the’re pathetic losers, dad.”  Yes cuck, your oblations are a sweet savor.  No lie is as beautiful as the one you tell yourself.

The pictures above are the mere genesis of this unbeknownst devotee of Moloch. “what I am reminded of is that I have the power, with just a simple, entirely mild instance of cross-dressing, to raise hundreds of dollars in minutes for a worthy charitable organization.”  The cuck crows thrice.  Glorious savour to our lord.  Normalize  the perversion, make acceptable crossdressing and gender fluidity.  All for a good cause of course.   The road to Moloch is paved with the best of intentions.

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SNAP Apocalyspe. EBT Armageddon. #zombielivesmatter

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Moloch is pleased by the media’s and the populus adherence to the beautiful campaign of #blacklivesmatter.  Few contribute more to his worship.  Blessed are those who produce and sacrifice their children!  Moloch even now prepares a bountiful harvest for them to reap, a repayment in blood.  Margaret Sanger weeps with pain and joy deep the in the bowels of hell, secure in the knowledge that her plan to butcher blacks has not only been accepted but followed and fought for by her very targets.  There is no end to the fountain of blood.  Moloch cares not from whence the blood, only that it flows.

Strangely, the human wave of violence and destruction seeks  most often to harm its own habitat.  The death and carnage are nourishing to our lord, yet the fat of the land, the cuck Slyville Smithunderbelly remains untouched. Sylville Smith’s sister, an ardent Moloch devotee said it best,  “Y’all burning down sh*t we need in our community. Take that sh*t to the suburbs. Burn that sh*t down. We need our weave.”  Indeed, they do need their weave, and the pathetic cucks in suburbia will supply it to them either voluntarily or at gun point.

The current riots and violence are a bountiful harvest, but Moloch ever hungers.  How to increase this is and always will be the goal.  An EBT shutdown on OCT 12, 2013, planned for 11 states was the first preview of how to accomplish this.  The violence and hate on display after only 12 hours of entitlement cut-off were extraordinary.  Image 24 hours, 48, 72, a week.

The two pronged attack is clear, fan the fires of racial hatred on one hand, grow an entitlement mentality amongst an entire population with solidarity.  The two horns of Moloch are shown.  Mess with the bull and the hornobama the dream.PNGs follow.  Remove the entitlements, and remove the demagogue figure that represented the racial hopes and dreams of an entire population segment, only one result can follow.

There is bonanza of soft white cucks begging to be killed and eaten, thirsting sexually for their wives and daughters to be raped.   Prepare for Glory! How many straight white men have to die to make up for slavery?  All of them.   How many white women have to be raped? MOAR! There is no end, there is no final victory.  The retribution will not stop and Moloch will not be sated.  Feed these fires, let them burn.

 

Cuckball, the sport of Goddesses. Aergia is your Liege. The Opium of Cuckmerica. Part 2.

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Sadly the CUCKBOWL is over.  The thin greasy potato chips are eaten, the light beer is nothing more than empty cans, the sofa is now covered in chicken wing stains.  The gluttonous masses consumed more nourishment than at any other time of the year, save Fatsgiving. The good news is that the peons worshiped appropriately.  It  was the THIRD largest viewing population ever in television history.  Audacious.  Aergia nods her head lazily in approval.

Some of the Illumed are still shamefacedly unaware of the entities that provided us with our power.  If you missed the previous praise session for Aergia please follow it here. There we begin to provide the insight into one of the pivotal receptacles and transformers of the peasantry of Cuckmerica.  Just as glorious child sacrifice is now safely labeled abortion, so too are sloth, gluttony, laziness, indigence, corpulence, and physical degeneracy, now safely labeled “FAN”.  “Fans” are the parishioners to our temple to dearest goddess of sloth.  The talking heads, the mendicants.  The stadiums, the cathedrals.  The merchandise the idols, the players the very living gods themselves.

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What has more parishioners and mendicants than the greatest worship event on Earth? Enter the glorious ceremony know as the CUCKBOWL.  Legions of fat saturated plebes sat atop their altars of obesity worshiping their cuck idols.  Bowing in obeisance, slapping hands in jubilees of celebration.  Crying, when their favorite cuck fantasy failed to materialize and finally depression when the rapture of the event draws to a close.

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I may have two rings but I still enjoy a good Cucking.

We have engineered a situation where former men will pay money to wear a jersey and show off their suppressed sexual fetishes for those men whose names are emblazoned upon their back.

Men who have their women wear jerseys lust to watch their wives In flagrante delicto with those “players”.  Their dreams are the very meat of cuckoldom, hard wired with the desire to show their faith through the sexual satiation of their idols by their wives, and of course, secretly, themselves.

The culminating event of the cuck religion was an unmitigated success.  The praise offered to Aergia will not go unnoticed.  The trinkets produced and bought will not go unheeded.  The peasant cuck fantasies will continue to influence their daily lives.   Professional sports remains an ardent part of the worship of the old gods, and for their enthusiastic participation we salute them.

Shout Racism and let slip the lies of war. Truth is subjective. Status Whores.

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We the Illumined know that the highest good we can ever achieve is the physical, moral, and spiritual desecration of our foes.  Rather that trying to use brute force as in the past we have been able to trick and cajole our way into the psyche of the masses.  Instead of crushing their spirit we have lulled them into a disgraceful slumber.  We have led them into a trap, tempted them to sell their birth rite for  a feeling,  waved the scent of vanity and pride under their nose and they have blindly followed.

How we achieved  all of this destruction voluntarily is a beautiful story of decadence, a how to of destruction.  Racism is the ultimate sin.  The masses now worship at the feet of Aergia.  Millions of Children are slain alive, in dutiful worship of glorious Moloch.  Yet, it is never enough.  We must never tire, never stop, never become complacent.  True victory is at hand.

So the inquisitive illumined asks, where from here?  What more can we force on the

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masses, or tempt them to force on themselves?  The answer is always the same, whatever we can.  Every extreme must be explored, every avenue trodden, every depravity mined. Today we discuss one arm of our monster, racism.  Racism.  Say it aloud.  Let it roll over the tongue.  The word is pure magic.  It is a talisman.  With it you can build up or destroy.

But it is not enough to use the word as a club to crush our foes, we must force these swine to crush themselves.  Luckily Cuckstianity and Cuckball have fostered a perverse and degenerate longing in the pathetic pre-geldings to watch their female counter parts (make them say “better half”) to sexually cavort with sacred Negro Gods.  Hilariously many of these proto-eunuchs try in vain to convince their female partners to participate to no avail.  Feast upon their frustration.

A remnant, a slight few, would argue that they will not go along with the program (pogrom).  We have the rhetorical tool for them.  Next pre-cuck you meet who isn’t having their wife please other men, just call him a racist.  “Don’t want your wife enjoying the

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company of other men?  What are you a racist?  Are you a limped dick virgin faggot who is afraid of strong women?”  Say this and they will curl up in paroxysms of cognitive dissonance that will have them dragging their wife to the nearest hip-hop bar in the skimpiest outfit she owns.

That doesn’t work?  Your  white co-workers and friends still are not on board with sharing their wives with a diverse selection of vibrant youths?

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Rape the racism out of me!

Pull out the big guns. Next time they stop you from introducing their wife to the business end of a mandingo lover, call them a Nazi!  “So you are a Nazi that wants to kill 6 Million Jews? You are so racist!”  When next you see a white man not offering his daughter to a Muslim refugee yell out RACIST!  No doubt the magic of this word will cause him to wet himself and beg forgiveness at the nearest fried chicken establishment.

In the eternal battle for the souls of humanity the use of racism as a tool cannot be overstated. Racism is what is allowing the wholesale rape of europeans by the precious refugees.  Instead of outrage, the cucks beg for more.  The police punish the would be vigilantes for racism while the children are feloniously penetrated in front of them.  Ishtar is giving us her blessing!

Facts are racist. Truth is racist. Anything not pushing glory to our lord Moloch is racist. This is a war that we will win and our weapons are formidable.  Use the club of RACISM to stomp your enemies into a self hating coma of masturbatory guilt.  Our work is not done until every last white man is a cuck, every last white woman is raped, every last white country destroyed and every last foe labeled a RACIST!