Insignificant

Insignificant

I know I am insignificant, scum, a cockroach, unworthy, tainted, contaminated and rotten to the core. I am a virus that spreads like a cancerous cell to devour the very essence of your existence. I live to consume and leave nothing of substance.  I am a plague that wipes out life. I add nothing, I contribute suffering, I am nothing. I am a bad man, I would decapitate your head from your shoulders if I had the chance, for the fun of it, just because I would, because I was bored, because of the power I have over you. I find it difficult to condemn slavery because I have inhibitions to own and control you. If you were my slave, I'd have my way with you, I'd humiliate you, work you, break you, rape you, cut off your tougue to silence you and when I am done with you, just throw you in the nigger box. How's God going to save you when he's on my side? I am coming for the kikes and the kaffers too. If my bloodline was Aryan, I'd be your chief tormentor. More shots to the head and bigger gas chambers to accommodate you. Who's going to stop me when I am God? Apartheid and segregation is justified, the kaffers will only taint our snow white skin. They are dangerous and as the chosen race, we must work to put them in their place. I understand the hate because I am a hateful person too. Why do good? How's that going to benefit me? Don't tell me about God. Don't be naive. Where's your proof? God is the last refuge of a man who doesn't have any answers. If he exists, how do you justify the suffering? Why am I a pawn in this chess game? Why doesn't God care about my dignity and pride? Why the humiliation and subjegation to unjustified violence? What about my honor and my humanity? Does this sound like divine providence to you? Maybe I am an animal and it's time I played my role, killing all these white folks would make my life better. At least my family would be safe and live their lives without bondage. God is dead, he's not coming out to save us. I must do this for us, for our survival, for the continuation and progression of our species. God doesn't care about us and it should liberate us, all is permitted, there are no rules, it's survival of the fittest. Kill everything in your way even if it's lord Buddha or Jesus Christ himself. We are all insignificant. Time will bury us in history and we will all be forgotten. Being a humanitarian is a PR stunt, an attempt to control public perception, to deceive, to play God. All of life is a power struggle.