Why did you carry out the attack?
To most of all show the invaders that our lands will never be their lands, our homelands are our own and that, as long as a white man still lives, they will NEVER conquer our lands and they will never replace our people.
To take revenge on the invaders for the hundreds of thousands of deaths caused by foreign invaders in European lands throughout history.
To take revenge for the enslavement of millions of Europeans taken from their lands by the Islamic slavers.
To take revenge for the thousands of European lives lost to terror attacks throughout European lands.
To take revenge for Ebba Akerlund.
To directly reduce immigration rates to European lands by intimidating and physically removing the invaders themselves.
I was travelling as a tourist in Western Europe at the time, France, Spain Portugal and others.The first event that begun the change was the terror attack in Stockholm, on the 7th of April 2017.
It was another terror attack in the seemingly never ending attacks that had been occurring on a regular basis throughout my adult life.
But for some reason this was different.
The jaded cynicism with which I had greeted previous attacks didn’t eventuate.
Something that had been a part of my life for as long as I could remember, cynicism in the face of attacks on the West by islamic invaders, was suddenly no longer there. I could no longer bring the sneer to my face, I could no longer turn my back on the violence. Something, this time, was different.
That difference was Ebba Akerlund. Young, innocent and dead Ebba.
Ebba was walking to meet her mother after school, when she was murdered by an Islamic attacker, driving a stolen vehicle through the shopping promenade on which she was walking.
Ebba was partially deaf, unable to hear the attacker coming.
Ebba death at the hands of the invaders, the indignity of her violent demise and my inability to stop it broke through my own jaded cynicism like a sledgehammer.
I could no longer ignore the attacks.
They were attacks on my people, attacks on my culture, attacks on my faith and attacks on my soul.
They would not be ignored.
To most of all show the invaders that our lands will never be their lands, our homelands are our own and that, as long as a white man still lives, they will NEVER conquer our lands and they will never replace our people.
To take revenge on the invaders for the hundreds of thousands of deaths caused by foreign invaders in European lands throughout history.
To take revenge for the enslavement of millions of Europeans taken from their lands by the Islamic slavers.
To take revenge for the thousands of European lives lost to terror attacks throughout European lands.
To take revenge for Ebba Akerlund.
To directly reduce immigration rates to European lands by intimidating and physically removing the invaders themselves.
I was travelling as a tourist in Western Europe at the time, France, Spain Portugal and others.The first event that begun the change was the terror attack in Stockholm, on the 7th of April 2017.
It was another terror attack in the seemingly never ending attacks that had been occurring on a regular basis throughout my adult life.
But for some reason this was different.
The jaded cynicism with which I had greeted previous attacks didn’t eventuate.
Something that had been a part of my life for as long as I could remember, cynicism in the face of attacks on the West by islamic invaders, was suddenly no longer there. I could no longer bring the sneer to my face, I could no longer turn my back on the violence. Something, this time, was different.
That difference was Ebba Akerlund. Young, innocent and dead Ebba.
Ebba was walking to meet her mother after school, when she was murdered by an Islamic attacker, driving a stolen vehicle through the shopping promenade on which she was walking.
Ebba was partially deaf, unable to hear the attacker coming.
Ebba death at the hands of the invaders, the indignity of her violent demise and my inability to stop it broke through my own jaded cynicism like a sledgehammer.
I could no longer ignore the attacks.
They were attacks on my people, attacks on my culture, attacks on my faith and attacks on my soul.
They would not be ignored.
