This world is sick. There's only three thinkers who can save it: Evola, BAP, and Mishima. They're gonna save us from the Jews and the browns. Yes, I know one is a Jewish zionist faggot and the other is a chink, but they're exceptions, not the rule. Have I read them? That's besides the point. But I've read BAP. I've read every tweet, and studied his pictures in tremendous detail. The winds are rising, and Sir Chudwick will have his glory.

Good writers? There's three worth their salt: Mishima, Evola, and BAP. I've only read BAP, of course. And yes, his Xitter profile counts. But I've heard it from the highest authority that the others are quite good too. Quite based I've heard. Yes I heard you mother. I'll have the Hawaiian please. But no ham please. It's haram.

Stepdad was right. Gooning 10 hours a day and speaking one work a week has made me listless. I can't believe it has not delivered me toward some great destiny.