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>>/210/ I had a dream I was loading Hornady TAP into a PMAG in a trench war against unarmed femoids. The red tip indicated maximum tissue damage and fragmenting, resulting in blood/tissue slurry fit for pouring into a glass boot which the victim archetype drinks alcoholic beverages from. Unfortunately the PMAG kept getting jammed as random paint-coated doll parts the femoids were inserting into their vaginas were getting caught in the feed lips. I forgot the rest of it after that. --DREAM END-- I got banned from the cokefag trannycord by an angsty mod calling me a fed for posting about the dream, which was demoralizing in itself as I'd been rejected by both 4chan tranny faggots obsessed with anime AIDS AND the other side who despises it. If I'll be rejected nonstop, so be it. I despise like the hedonism or female worship the cuckchanners perform through a halfway open door, and they're horribly mistaken if they think being a victim of circumstance or similar company will save them from proper judgement. After defying the impossible odds in a fit of blind rage and screaming, I had blacksuit officers trying to act as if I were beating a wife up. I don't have a wife or anyone in the place, yet they were searching like bloodhounds for an excuse to take what little I had and extinguish another man's life. They left and tried to act friendly, but I was well aware of their faceless zionist killsquad affiliations, ready to deactivate anything. I need to double distance myself from the open-minded deviants who use cute imagery to aggravate others through the same route as symbolism and branding. They claim they post about weapons and the military, but they can't get enough of their pigpile orgy of less acceptable normalfagdom and abrahamic-belief stemming decadence. They'd never do what it takes to solve the problems they mourn, only perpetrate and vouch for THEIR flavor of it. In order to charge myself up to do the necessary (non-violent, i'm not a kike), I get extremely angry to the point of seeing fuzz and blue-non-cardiac-tints in my vision at the idea of subpar people reporting incel shooters to the police to reduce the damage they rightfully cause. All I can do is bite my tongue and reassure myself that the only possibility to correct the injustice is killing babies. I don't condone it or incite it, but the thought's out of my control. All I can say is that whoever moves stars is one sick entity for allowing who's in control everywhere to perpetrate the horrors and injustices they do.