Month: January 2016

Churchian souls in peril.

Posted on By Chris Gale
The only way we can approach the throne of God is by Christ. We can not deserve it. I was watching a documentary of Evel Knevel. At the end of his life he started to ask if this was all, and turned to Christ. He then started talking to his mates, who… Read More

Poem of the day 58.

Posted on By Chris Gale
Mary Coborn-Veel was a Christchurch, NZ poet who wrote during the turn of the century. She is anthologized and appears in multiple collections. For the non Antipodeans, the Rimu, Kauri and Rata are trees, slow growth trees. Not many now remain.
We go no more…
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Mike hit this one outta the park.

Posted on By Chris Gale
Mike Cernovich is not always correct. But when he is... he hits it outta the park.
Remember that social status is slavery. Buying expensive watches and big homes and new cars to impress other people is a form of cuckoldry. You are letting…
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Repent of this Churchian habit of divorce.

Posted on By Chris Gale
It appears that Nagheh Saeed has decided to take a restraining order out on her husband now that he is no longer in an Iranian jail. Where he was been rotting for five years. She is claiming (a) he was abusive and (b) it is unfair that this has got… Read More

Notes from the Front Line.

Posted on By Chris Gale
Standard orc tactics.
  1. Ignore the local laws and regulations. Have sex with a 10 year old. Fish where it is banned
  2. Attack anyone who tries to stop you
  3. If they fight back, get a mob to back you up
This is from the Daily Mail:
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The Law shadows justice.

Posted on By Chris Gale
We have to be careful here. We have lawmen apparently shooting protesters in cold blood. We have people using the law to protect orcs and oppress the locals. But this is not about injustice. This passage is about the law, the Law of Moses, if… Read More

Poem of the day 57.

Posted on By Chris Gale
Thomas Bracken was one of the first New Zealand poets. He wrote the words of our national anthem (well the English ones). And this.
Pax Vobiscum IN a forest, far away, One small creeklet, day by day, Murmurs only this sad lay: ‘Peace be…
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