The year was 3005 and I, American Nigger Hunter X was so close to saving the world.

I looked out from the space station into space itself. Earth was but a fractal. My mind raced as I thought through the solar system. This system, part of a bigger system. Everything that was complex was merely a system of components and basic interactions. The more basic interactions there were the more complex the system would be. Complexity was not difficulty, it was simplicity unbound.

As I finished consooming all the data I shook my head like a man who knew too much.

Detective Blackman laughed at my response to my 21st to 31st century cultural update.

He quipped "You think you've finished deconstructing it all. And now you want to know the steps of a God?"

I had processed all the data. I had consoomed all the Vidya. I was Raja Vidya. I saw through the signal and the noise.

To know the steps of a God, one must first know the steps of a Devil...

The steps of a Devil are as follows; The conniving of the eternal Angloid. The autistic efficiency of the eternal Germoid. And the never-ending butt-hurt of the eternal Mongloid Slav. These three components combined with the oily pores of the eternal Italioid, and sprinkled in with the avaricious nature of the eternal Jew are the first steps...

History is now, and the future is the present. Genetics selects for culture and culture modulates genetics.

Women were the real Jews. Even amongst the Jews. Judaism was a matriarchal society which is why GloboHomo promoted Judeo-Matriarchy and the abolishment of Christo-Patriarchy. We had become ruled by a Matriarchy of Health and Safety... the overbearing mother constricting our freedoms, and our growth as individuals.

Jewish men were the real victims. A bunch of Jeffrey Epsteins (who just wanted to fund cool movies) and SBFs (sorry I lost all you're money bro, I was just too sleepy bro, don't mind the massive financial fraud bro), being bossed around by Jizzlane Maxwells.

The Jizzlaines were compensating for their womanly ways such as their Judeo-whoreish behaviours and their (Judeo-SoyBoy) father issues with the resulting destructive outcome being solely placed upon the Goyim.
The Jewish man had no choice but to do as the Judeo-Matriarchy commanded. It was no surprise New Jerusalem was the LGBTQP+ capital of the Exosphere.

The festival of cruelties... You know the story. The steps of a Devil. You're living it. Usury is slavery. And even the slaves of America had better living standards than the free men at the time. Slavery was comfort. Slavery was transfer of sovereignty and responsibility of oneself. It was a choice. A choice to not choose your future, but to let it be chosen for you.

The younglings had been infected with Michael Jackson syndrome; the loss of childhood which one tries to make up for later on in life as an adult. Constant MKUltra based trauma attacks on the psyche throughout their formative years by manipulated and mass consoomed events. It was the marketed mass-infantilization of man.

This book will save me but no book saved me. No thing could save me.
Pursuing pleasures without realizing the consequences or that such consequences would exist. The price to pay. Things come at a cost. Many were shocked to suffer from the things they were doing. The cost of social liberation. They believed cost was unbound from pleasure. They couldn't believe the hall of costs.
"Wow! No one ever told me there would be consequences for my actions!" they exclaimed on contact with reality.

Take out your shovels! It's time to bury the boomerisms!

You can't trust your senses if you don't understand them.
Your receptors in your eyes and in your nose for example are adept at picking up differences and detecting changes, but they are not designed to tell you what is actually there.
The human eye is terrible at determining brightness as it merely adapts to different light levels.

Balance was everything and that came from the ear. Its fractal understanding transponded onto the memenome into senses of right and wrong and other such concepts. A yin and yang fractally abstracted from the universe from physics to biology to meta-physics and consciousness.

In the 21st century the smell of evil was everywhere and so we couldn't smell it. Our noses had become too accustomed. Our sense of balance was knocked off kilter with the ever changing definition of words, and bad-faith actors arguing bad faith narratives.

Throughout history there would always be a few exceptional men. They were the frothing of the storm cloud. The Caesars ready to lead and to reform the dysfunctional and to destroy the Satanic. The Caesar would restore order from the chaos.

The tower of Babel was God's warning of GloboHomo. Men had perverted the world once with GloboHomo. But God scattered them, and made them speak different tongues. For civilization was incommunicable. Nigerians were not Chinese. Germans were not Syrians. Genetics selected culture, and culture modulated genetics.
The Tower of Babel was a complete refutation of the liberal concept of the universal man. Schisms between men were the norm.

Just as civilization was incommunicable, so was religion. This was evident due to the amount of religious schisms.
Even if I was to practice the exact same religion of the exact same denomination as someone else from another country we would not worship exactly the same. Their culture would influence their worship, even in the slightest ways. For it was fractal. Schisms were the norm for I am not you and you are not me.

I am I am and how I worship is based upon who I am. And who I am is an agent (conscious will and physical action) modulated by an arena (the universe).

The only fake religion was clearly Catholicism. A man anointed Pope who has access to God's ear? You just had to listen to some of the shite these Men representing God on earth spewed. By 2025 they had managed to install a black tranny pope who rid an upside down cross for Satan. It was such a joke religion. Clearly just a Jewish mafia extorting money from victims in the ol' "Heaven for cash scam", as the Jewish priest funded their Paedo parties. The ol' classic "paedo-priest bait and switch". Catholics really were a sorry lot.

Protestantism had about a billion schisms which meant it was probably God's favourite (don't be jelly haters). Or maybe it was their desire to protest that pushed for endless schisms. Either way schisms were nature. A Tree becomes itself through schisms. Fractal schisms playing themselves out. Inside me and you. Carved out by our interactions as agent with the arena which is our world.

We were not ruled by the warrior class who promote heroic values. We were ruled by a managerial class who promoted efficiency. Ours was the soul of a plant. Growth and reproduction, Such was the soul of society. Progress... at the cost of the human. The hall of costs....
The English capital of London becoming a city of English-hating foreigners was progress. So many stones of progress shattering upon what was once called civilized lands.

Cognitive heuristics. Mental shortcuts. Stereotypes. These reduce cognitive load. Increasing salience and greater control over the agent/arena complex.
These were ignored at a cost. Another of the many hall of costs.

Marinated in the terminally online the 21st century overcooked its population. Snap Crackle Pop Cereals and Grains... GoySlop slave food. There was a brain in the brain. There was a brain in the heart, and there was a brain in the gut. They subverted the gut. Pushed anxiety and created problem solutions. Cut off your dick Goy! Pay more taxes for us to control the weather Goy! So believable to the reality detached terminally online marinade specials. Potential attack vectors subverted and overturned.

There are two key types of pleasure; eudemonia (meaning/accomplishment) and hedonia (physical pleasure and comfort). Hedonia was sold and Eudemonia was denied. Yet the missionary zeal of the soul stood steadfast, unwavering in its absence of succour.

A pointless society existing just to be matter. But with no meaning. Nothing matters.

A choice we chose...

Effective altruism was pathological altruism but at the Goy's expense. GloboHomo turned private and spiritual into the public domain, and hence all aspects of human life (or unliving) controlled by GloboHomo managerial elites. They manipulated the root social matrix.

The civilizations collapse was preprogrammed to stop dysgenic accumulation, which of course was its own cause and effect.

And so the Zeitgeist summons Hitler. The choice to fight back against the grave injustices. It summons the culture despite the manipulation of the root social matrix.

People can feel in their soul what is necessary to preserve life. The unliving, living their pantomimes, rebelling safely within the confines of the system as part of the systems trick; they will never win over the heart of man.
The unliving had to end.

Without myth, every civilization and society loses its power, its will to power, its will to live. Foundational myths were the keys to the power. It was the dialectics of the 21st century. Everything centered around Hitler and the Nazis and the Holabolonga. Everything was framed around this mythos in a stale, unhelpful, and bad faith way. We could not progress when everything was Hitler. And Hitler was the worst, and so we had to avoid everything.

It was an eternal recurrence. Every cultural conversation constrained by Hitler did the Holabolonga.

The first and the last God is going to be born. I knew the way. For Jesus Christ was the way!

...

"Its time" Detective Blackman informed me.

I could no longer stare out into space and absorb this quick rundown. There was no more time for self congratulatory listening to my own farts. It was time to activate the Jewish space lazer, and activate Jupiter!

...

As Detective Blackman and I strutted through the space station, taking the long way round he filled me in on what he had been doing for the last one thousand years.

*"So I have made some of my own discoveries in the last one thousand years. I've discovered what Pythagoras and all those other guys were after. Using wave conjugations and the 3,6,9 application of maths to the universe on a 963 wavelength I've managed to open up the flower of life. Of course everything was curves! There were no straight lines as it was all fractal geometry. For over 11,000 years man searched for answers but was constrained by his false belief in Euclidean geometry and Platonic solids. Even the Atlantians knew the truth!
Anyway... I discovered the whole formula of what holds us together, what makes the appearance of straight lines and circles possible, that which give life to the universe. I found God's formula. You know what this means? God's fingerprint... pro-action inside and out... It's only a matter of time until we have mathematical proof of God. And with that Maths.... and understanding the frequencies, we can..."

I quickly interjected on Detective Blackman's quick rundown on his boring nerd stuff to change the topic "Can you beat clown world by becoming a clown? Can you beat Demon World by becoming a Demon?"

"I guess we are about to find out!" Detective Blackman cooolly said as we entered into the command station.

My faithful legion of Jews for Jesus offspring all kneeled before me.

"Praise American Nigger Hunter X!" they recited from their ancient legend book The Way of American Nigger Hunter X.

"Christ is King!" I exclaimed.

They all stood to attention as they proclaimed "Christ is King!"

Abigail watched from across the room as I heroically commanded my descendants. She was looking so thirsty.

I remembered the good book and how I had got here. The good book held the keys to success.

1 Corinthians 9:20
To the Jews I became like a Jew, to win the Jews. To those under the law I became like one under the law (though I myself am not under the law), so as to win those under the law.

Commander Howard informed me of the situation.

"Change your name! Howard is too Jewish for my liking! Now you are.... ehhh Howitzer!" I proclaimed.

Commander Howitzer continued his briefing. He was interrupted by Abigail (who was looking totally thirsty) as she introduced me to my great great etc grand-daughter Maya.

Maya told me about my last remaining Goy descendants. Rabbi Shekelstein (who was still alive!) had seeked to erase the Nigger Hunter X bloodline as he feared there would be another Steinbergoldsilverstein Tower incident in the future.

Maya told me about Annabelle and Jon Don who lived amongst the last of the purebloods. Reinhart Lodestar lived in the city. Maya was going to take a shuttle pod down to Jonestown to pick up Jon Don and Annabelle. She was such a good kid and had looked out for her Goy family.

"Wow! I can't wait to meet them!" I feigned.

Maya was sweet, but I had more than enough progeny at this point to be satisfied. Where they going to eternally bother me with stuff? Did people not die anymore? What was I in for? Being a dad was easy, you just went to work and said hello very so often, but being a progenitor of a clan in an age of biological immortality.... maybe I would have to fake my death....

...

"Time to get to work!" Detective Blackman said as he passed me the radio comm quantum microphone.

"CHRIST IS KING! I repeat! CHRIST IS KING!" I tested.

My words penetrated through the virtue signal bubble. Detective Blackman did an 80s thumbs up with a grin as he flexed his bicep.

"People of earth! This is American Nigger Hunter X! There is no time to explain. Christ is king! I need you all to say N***** to destroy the system's control. If you all say it, Jerusalem bank loses control over you. It's the only way! Quickly there isn't much time! Do it! Say the word! Oh and I forgot to ment..." it cut off "My people will begin a peaceful transfer of power. So just relax and stay calm. We've got this all under control! Christ is King!"

It was time to activate Jupiter, to make day of night. To bring back order from Chaos. Little did we know, there was a black cube in a translucent spherical orb watching us. It was the eye of Saturn. Watching over from the Interdimensional prison, possessing the weaker the unwise, eternally seeking to break the bindings of the rings. Only through activating Jupiter with the Jewish Space Lazer could we stop Saturn, but Saturn knew our plans...

An old enemy approached as the last of the rings cracked and waned, ready to give way....

To Be Continued...

Chapter 1 Killing Pride
Chapter 2 Save the Jew Save the World
Chapter 3 Faker Than the Holocaust
Chapter 4 Planet of the Niggers
Chapter 5 Twelve Angry Jews
Chapter 6 One Flew over the Jewcoos Nest
Chapter 7 From My Virtue to My Principles
Chapter 8 Gods of Culture
Chapter 9 The Twin Towers
Chapter 10 Totalitarianism of Compassion
Chapter 11 Day of the Rope
Chapter 12 The Infantilization of Man
Chapter 13 Talmudic Influence on the Polyhedron World
Chapter 14 DIE
Chapter 15 The Usurper
Chapter 16 What a Nation is Built Upon
Chapter 17 Chinese Terminator
Chapter 18 A Simulacrum on a Simulacrum
Chapter 19 Future Perfect; the Godless World
Chapter 20 The Cost of God
Chapter 21 Riddle Me This, Nigger
Chapter 22 Lodestar; the Love of Christ or a Change of Heart
Chapter 23 They Don't Think It Be Like It Is, But It Do
Chapter 24 The Castle in the Sky
Chapter 25 The Reification of Life
Chapter 26 Imperfect Symmetry
Chapter 27 Pieces and Puzzles