Dhimmitude

To be tolerant to the intolerant
Is Suicide
Is asking to have a knife
Taken to our throats
Is begging to be stripped
Of our family life and pride

The issue is not me and mine
The issue is not the West
For we have stood on the cliffs of time
And faced Savage test after Savage test

And Lord knows we haven't been perfect
But at least we don't hate our women for drawing breath
And bury them in the dirt up to their waist
And stone them to death

At least we don't murder them
And call it Honor Killing No No No....Not me
At least we don't let them be raped
With impunity

And any of you crazies who believe that
Jihad Johnny is not after our soul land and head
Can sit right there and watch while
The rest of us take him out back and shoot him dead





Neils
1:11 pm
06/01/2011
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transcribed this time
10:45 pm
06/01/2011

N....again

Moral Relativism

Is a hide out for the weak
Is a place to cower
When you pose as a you speak

As if you're some kind of
Intellectual elite
As if metro-sexual
Isn't all that efite

And the world never needs
Hard men to take out Jihadist creeps
Hard men to stand between them
And harm when they go to sleep


Neils
11:27 am
03/25/2011
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transcribed this time
12:10 pm
03/25/2011

N...again

Pus Bag

I read you as dangerous.

I find you offensive
And dismissive of my kind
I find you a pus bag
Without logical use of your mind

You're dangerous like a tick
On the back of a rat
Carrying bubonic plague
And being you are that

You come under my judgement
You into a category do fall
Of being on an elimination list
When it comes time to give it all

You use up resources
Soon you shall be gone
You are nothing but
What a red dot should reside upon




Neils
11:06 am
05/19/2010
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standard statement of denial
of any violent intent


N....again

It's been my observation

Some people only change
When they're losing
They don't make moral adjustments
Upon rationally considering their choosing

They simply quiet down
They go to lying in wait
They bathe in resentment
They soak in their own foul hate

They play to destroy you
Use every low down dirty trick
They are obsessive and insane
They are unbalanced and sick

But don't mistake their ramblings
For they are tricky and conniving as well
And if they seriously hurt you
They'd laugh like Hell

Oh they'll act partially remourceful
But they know what they're doing
When they give a five minute apology
For a years worth of screwing

First it was all your fault
And you should pay and pay
But when the tables turn
Then they don't want to play

They want to negotiate
But it's not for right or peace
They do it because they're losing
And want the struggle to cease

So they can gather their resources
They can take a little time
To work together another scourge
With their partners in crime


Neils
10:31 pm
05/07/2010
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transcribed this time
10:50 am
05/10/2010

N....again

To fight evil

One has to be brave
One has to go deep into the guts
One has to measure carefully
The full meaning of the ifs ands and buts

That is applied to the situation
Where does strength lie
What is it that blinds the truthful eyes
When does discretion apply

For slippery is the motivation
Of snakes and creepy crawly things
And circle talks that never unlock
But wind about in endless rings

That surround the everyday
And follow you into the night
How does not risking being wrong
Qualify one to pursue what’s right



Neils
9:17 am
09/26/2009
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transcribed this time
1:29 pm
09/29/2009


N....again

Disingenuous

She's nobody's tiger shark
More like a rat infested with fleas
That leap off and bite you
And leave you with the plague of her disease

She's nobody's lioness stalking
She's more like a Hyena sneaking
She has no eye of the eagle
More like a scavenger furtively peeking

She's a bottom feeder slithering
Through the sewers of slime
She wins no savage battles
But is satisfied at wasting your time

She dares no true victory
Because she risks no loss
There's no true allegiance to her
No one she will not double cross




Neils
10:21 pm
07/09/2009
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transcribed this time
10:27 pm
07/09/2009

N....again

Oh man I don't know what I'll do

If the queers don't like me
If they consider me a bad bad man
Because I don't care whether they get it
I could hardly really give less of a damn

About their views about marriage
Because it's between a woman and a man
I'm not explaining anything to idiots anymore
I'd rather give them the back of my hand

I'd knock one down if he dared to enter
And interrupt my church's goings on
I'd hit him so hard he wouldn't know if
He was there or had already got up and gone

No son of mine will have a gay boy scout leader
That sick slick would find himself in one helleva fix
Not that he'd be able to pin it on anybody
No matter how many he knew of the ACLU tricks

He'd just have an accident
And that's all I'm going to say
I'm not in their masturbate debate club
They can just get the hell out of the way

He'd just have an accident in
My Marines my fire team my squad
He could section 8 scream it leavin
Lame flame game blame'n it all on God

And I wouldn't even care a little bit
I ain't putin up with it anymore
And believe me I wouldn't need to get caught
To relieve me of my guilt or to even out the score

I'd be as bright eyed as the day I was born
I'd be as innocent as a lamb
I've had enough of the no let ups on the sets up
I believe it's time for the rise of the

Hetero-sexual Northern Eurocentric man





Neils
9:28 pm
03/26/2009
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transcribed this time
10:48 am
03/29/2009


N....again