Path of Totality

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'I am not afraid of death; I have often looked him in the eye for a matter of seconds and have never been the first to lower my gaze...' - Hans Ulrich Rudel (1916-1982), the greatest bomber pilot of all time. Rudel’s autobiography, Stuka Pilot: https://archive.org/details/RudelHansUlrichStukaPilot/page/n7/mode/2up

It really is this simple. But it all depends on whether you are willing to step outside of the world of illusion and mental captivity which has been enforced upon us and step into the abyss... Channel: t.me/NathanRLawrence

Rudolf Hess, the last prisoner of Spandau, takes a lonely walk along the garden path. “And I, the last, go forth companionless, and the days darken round me, and the years, among new men, strange faces, other minds.” — from Idylls of the King by Lord Alfred Tennyson

No words to express... Channel: t.me/NathanRLawrence

Sometimes I sit and ponder the struggles I face as a man, knowing that they produce endurance and strength. The question is not why I face them, for God presents them to me as a test and for my growth as His creation. The questions is, when my time here is done, will I have impacted the lives of those around me in a way that helps lead them into the everlasting peace? I pray I do. Faith, Family, Folk Gott Mit Uns 👌

“This extraordinary letter is the first-known political document authored by Adolf Hitler. The date – September 16, 1919 – is the same day that the Fuehrer formally joined the fledgling German Workers’ Party, thus beginning his political career. Consequently, we can legitimately denote this letter as the foundational document of the National Socialist movement.” — commentary by Martin Kerr, Chief of Staff of New Order Source: https://www.theneworder.org/Gemlich2.html

ADOLF HITLER’S FIRST WRITING ON THE JEWS

"Enlightenment is man's emergence from his self-imposed nonage. Nonage is the inability to use one's own understanding without another's guidance. This nonage is self-imposed if its cause lies not in lack of understanding but in indecision and lack of courage to use one's own mind without another's guidance. Dare to know! (Sapere aude.) "Have the courage to use your own understanding," is therefore the motto of the enlightenment." - Immanuel Kant, What Is Enlightenment? from Foundations of the Metaphysics of Morals (Grundlegung zur Metaphysik der Sitten, 1785) Channel: t.me/NathanRLawrence

Arno Breker - Aryan Art

5 A tussle ensued. We found ourselves wrestling on the ground. “We both know Santa is white!” I exclaimed as I pulled the fake white beard from his face. “Lord, help me! George Floyd...George Floyd,” was all he could muster as my hands clenched around his throat! Some in the crowd cheered, and some jeered. Many young girls in the crowd passed out from the drama. But one young girl shouted out “Look mommy, black Santa is getting beat up by White Santa!” And she stepped forward with her Roman Salute, and shouted out “Hail White Santa!”

4 My amorous fantasies are rudely interrupted by a tone-deaf singing voice outside. I step out to find a pot-bellied black man with a raspy voice singing in a Santa costume. He’s collecting for the Salvation Army, and his horrible rendition of “White Christmas” by Bing Crosby rattles my last nerve! I confront the charlatan with my cane, “You are guilty of cultural appropriation!” The people in the crowd began nodding to one another in agreement, and approval of what I said. “Man, I’m tired of you harassing me,” he said. “I’m just doing my duty to my people.” “SO AM I,” I shouted, and I lunged at the imposter!

3 Then I look down at my big belly, and run my fingers through my long white beard. “I could have made a great Santa,” as I think of unrequited dreams. But my thoughts are pleasantly shaken as I see my favorite customer hobble in. “Well, hello there Sandy,” I say greeting her nervously. “Hi Ed!” she says. “Can you get me a handicapped stroller?” After faltering a moment I say “Why sure,” and then I clumsily get her stroller. I want to ask her out, but at 66 years old she’s 20 years younger than me! But as she hovers away she smiles at me, and I think to myself as I nod my head in manly approval, “Someday I’m gonna marry that girl.”

2 But then as a group of black youths in “urban” attire walk into the store I sternly stop them in their tracks. “Oh, come on. You do this to us all the time,” one of them whines. I point my cane directly at them. “Say the words!” I command. “in order to pass.” They mope for a bit, and then raise their hands, and say in unison “Hands up, don’t loot.” I reluctantly nod in agreement, but as they make their way into the store my voice follows them. “Just remember we’re watching you.”

It’s A Wonderful Fight (A comedy sketch by Ed Defiant) 1 My name is Ed, and I’m 86 years old. But I stay active as a door greeter at Reich-Mart. The customers adore me, and I greet them with warm smiles and friendly gestures, and occasionally with the Roman Salute much to their surprise and pleasure.

Adolf Hitler Will Rise Again! (featuring the song Rune by Skáld) “My spirit will rise from the grave, and the world will see that I was right.” —AH Thanks to https://t.me/hitervideos for their hard work in compiling such a vast archive.