SlavicEagle

Oh forgive my soul for I am but a poet. I do not read to test but read to flow. Books are but a wind to me, flowing through me only to flow out when it's purpose is done. I am a writer, a poet, I look at the cloud and tell an epic story. So forgive my soul forgive me for my failure forgive me for not being able to remember the character's favorite color or the character's belt. For when the clock tolls, the poet shall have the prize.

The Junior Army Outline Killian Danzig I have faith that there will be a massive white pride movement which will bring an all white nation. The exact details, while important, won't matter for this article, rather the topic is on the youth paramilitary movement, seen in world wide countries in organizations such as The Boy Scouts of America in the United States or the Hitler Youth in Nazi Germany. The paramilitary scouting organizations have always had a hint of loyalty to nation and survival teaching. But I feel the way they weave into the military is too little. The goal of the organization is to make the children stronger, smarte

I had a dream that you were here. With your snowy skin and your rosy lips. Your golden hair flowing with your eyes towards mine. How pure you are many won't know. Like a flower my desire for you has bloomed. Our lips touched and we embraced. Together we were saviors of the Slavic race. Together in the snow we closed our eyes. As our pale skin blended with the snow from the sky. I laid down and held your hand. Alas I must meet you again.