I get furious when I read about the torture murders of white women and the elderly. How modern white men allow this sort of thing is beyond me. Each story makes my blood boil. And yet, where do we aim our pistols? Shoot in any direction and you’ll hit an enemy. The only problem is, for everyone we kill, ten more are in line to take his place.
I set out to find a single enemy and went through the who’s who of global elitists but I realized, in the end, they’re not the real threat either. I want the guy George Soros talks to via his Ouija board. I’m not overly concerned with Satanic hierarchy but I believe there are layers among them. I believe there are levels of fallen angels; maybe they’re divided up geographically? I think so (the Bible seems to indicate as much).
I’m not arrogant enough to try Satan, but I figured, given the otherwise meaningless life I’m living, I might as well direct my anger towards whatever goat-headed fiend has been put in charge of America. Him, I think I could take. I decided to get in the best shape of my life, practice my martial arts until my skills are at their peak, then challenge the bastard to a fight.
I told my Kinist friends about my plan. For the most part, they scoffed at me. A few ridiculed me. Some took me serious enough to offer reasons why I ought not try it. It would be considered “divination” they said, and is outlawed by divine law. Some said there’d be no way I could defeat the demon, even if he decided to take on physical form and fight.
I’m convinced these arguments are wrong – demons flee the servants of the most high; but seeing as how virtually all of my friends are against it, I decided to hold off and research some more. I stumbled over St. Athanasius’ biography of Antony the Great. Antony was one of the first Christian ascetics; he sought the Kingdom by going into the desert to fast and pray. While there, demons (and even Satan himself) supposedly challenged him. As I expected, they all fled when Antony defied them.
Still, Antony never fought one – he defied them through prayer and fasting. His lifestyle, while not recommended for the long haul, served to raise awareness of fervent Christianity, inspiring millions, even to this day.
So I put it to you, readers. What do you make of my plan?
Silly? Misguided? Heroic? Brave? Stupid? Suicidal?
What do you think will happen that fateful night in the woods, when I call up America’s demonic lord for combat?