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Blackened Nights

Blackened Nights

Sassoon, Elias

Paperback

Literary Fiction

ISBN10: 147768493X
ISBN13: 9781477684931
Publisher: Createspace
Published: Jun 29 2012
Pages: 144
Weight: 0.44
Height: 0.31 Width: 5.98 Depth: 9.02
Language: English
John Nat not your typical young, angry American neo-Nazi. A hater, yes, turned criminal, yes, but his complexity runs deeper. John Nat is more than a fascist or anarchist; he's a nihilist with pretensions. That separates him from the others, and makes him more dangerous. He commits abominations while leaving the reader wondering why. A wild teen whose behavior may be a roadmap to the inconsistencies of the twenty-first century, he's best understood by quoting John Nat's own words. Hazy and cloudy, or maybe shadowy and dark, the blackness of black which is akin to the whiteness of white. Interesting. Do you see it, can you see the basic premises of good and evil, the basic substances, that is? What is the universe composed of except putrid pieces of rotting crud thrown together by the empty ones, the one who seek only suppression of what could be a beautiful cosmos? I have all these mothers, the walking bones that seek to imprison me in the fortress of their decadent world. I can see them because I am the Savior of Saviors and will unite my spirit with the power of the sword. I can see through the shadows of it all and all their pretensions. I cannot be fooled or bought or paid for; I cannot be quieted. I am too much the walking genius. I am lovely, a sweet piece of humanity in a humanity that is empty of all. .... Nazis, I love these people, all of them, sweet and they understand the true realities of life and not the rest of the bullshit. I like the way they never listened to bullshit. They just took what they wanted and read through it all and it all is crap. Most things are garbage, I know that, but I also know that the only way to deal with garbage is to eliminate it; get a flamethrower and burn it all away, the garbage and the floor beneath the garbage. That's right man, right as I always am.

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