We don't know if Dylann Roof, the self-anointed messiah of the white people who took the lives of nine church blacks, ever helped an old woman cross a street, or ever gave some spare change to a panhandling bum. . .so of his deeds that have been discovered, we must say this is his good one:
If this were all we knew of Roof, we could declare him righteous.
But, of course, we know more. Including this:
Jesus told the following parable, which reveals the true state of Dylann Storm Roof:
When the unclean spirit is gone out of a man, he walketh through dry places, seeking rest, and findeth none. Then he saith, I will return into my house from whence I came out; and when he is come, he findeth it empty, swept, and garnished. Then goeth he, and taketh with himself seven other spirits more wicked than himself, and they enter in and dwell there: and the last state of that man is worse than the first.
The unclean spirit of red, white and blue AmerICKanism departed from Roof, then returned with seven other more wicked spirits. . .and truly the last state of Roof, a race murderer, was worse than the first, a white boy without a nation.
In one respect, Roof was a typical 21 year old. . .meaning he was old enough to recognize the dilemma of existence:
There is nothing to do
there is nowhere to go.
The overwhelming majority of the sheeple quickly divert themselves from this reality through what they call *living:* working, drinking, drugging, fucking. The somewhat more refined may not find contentment solely with such base pursuits, they will seek nobility, and will sacrifice the remainder of their self on the altar of the apostate church, or the state or some other external higher power. Through this sacrifice, the sheeple find a vicarious existence. There is now something to do and somewhere to go.
Increasingly in AmerICKa, this vicarious existence, this *something to do,* is found in worship of the military. . .
Here is the profile of the sheeple:
If I submit to the state, and identify with the state, and the state successfully kills others, then I belong to history. My life has meaning, and my life is not what it seemed to be, a series of neurotic behaviors to shield myself from the awful truth:
I have nothing to do
nowhere to go.
The highest power in AmerICKa today is the military holy ghost, Chris Kyle, who gave the sheeple a simple creed to embrace:
Everyone I shot was evil. They all deserved to die.
Had Dylann Roof stopped *living* after he burned the AmerICKan flag, he would have been a better man than 99% of the sheeple. But, regrettably, he didn't stop *living.* He had to find something to do and somewhere to go. He tried white girls, but they wouldn't have him.
What was Dylann Roof to do with his life?
Human beings cannot simply exist in nature. This was lost when Eve and Adam ate from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil. Their eyes opened. They discovered selfhood. They were paralyzed with fear. They were cursed with the labor of *living.* So it is with all who have followed.
Since existence is impossible, a *life* has to be found. In this regard, Roof was not a typical 21 year old. He was a misfit. There was no place for him in the *AmerICKan Way of Life.*
Roof's race murder manifesto is a slap-dash, hurried affair. Why was he in such a rush to leave his testament?
Unfortunately at the time of writing I am in a great hurry and some of my best thoughts, actually many of them have been to be left out and lost forever.
Dylann Roof was a young man out of time. He was a tenth grade dropout, who, according to his uncle, had basically spent the last 3 years of his life moping in his bedroom. For Roof,
there was nothing to do
there was nowhere to go.
After unwrapping himself from the unclean spirit of the flag of the AmerICKan Way of Life, Roof was left staring at mere existence, which leads to insanity. Those who knew Roof before his 3 year period of bedroom moping were shocked he became a race murderer. They had seen no trace of it in him.
I beheld Satan as lightning fall from Heaven. . .
The lightning bolt which struck Roof was undoubtedly the sight of a colored boy's thick lips covering the mouth of the white girl he desired (and needed for distraction from his hollow being).
A white boy without a nation and white boy without a white girl, Roof was an empty vessel, and the unclean spirit returned with seven other more wicked spirits. Under their influence, Roof wrapped himself in the flags of Rhodesia and South Africa. . .
I wouldn't be surprised to learn Dylann Storm Roof went to the Theatre to watch his former country's cinematic gospel, *American Sniper.* If so, he would have judged Chris Kyle as the god who failed, murdering the wrong coloreds for the wrong flag. But he doubtless took notice of Kyle's ministry, and how the sheeple embraced him as a god. Roof would mimic the American Sniper's role as angel of death. But whereas Kyle would pass over all Americans, and bring death only to foreign coloreds, Roof would seek to divide the AmerICKan kingdom, passing over only the white people, and bringing death to the AmerICKan coloreds.
That AmerICKans are congratulating themselves for condemning Dylann Roof while they simultaneously worship Chris Kyle reveals their sick double mind. Roof and Kyle both preached freedom through murder.
As Jesus clearly stated:
Either make the tree good, and his fruit good; or else make the tree corrupt, and his fruit corrupt: for the tree is known by his fruit. . .
Under one flag, AmerICKans worship murder as the gift of god, under another flag, they recoil as from an abomination. . .
Only in the Kingdom of the Absurd is Dylann Roof judged one way, and Chris Kyle another. But the sheeple SWEAR by it. In their scriptures they think they have found life. . .good luck to them.
What is the answer when
there is nothing to do
there is nowhere to go?
There is only fear and trembling, and the hope to be called into the Kingdom of God. . .but you'll have to leave your flags behind.
All flags must be burned, spat on, or torn into strips and used as toilet paper or sanitary napkins. . .
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