Wirohugo Gengulf

 And Nothing But The Whole Truth, So Help Me God Wirohugo “Doria” Gengulf 20 April 2025 Mostly, meet nearly. Nearly, mostly. I must preface by first stating that one of my alters, and I have numerous alters, identifies as a capital G Greek lower case g god. Failure to address him by his proper title might result in him raging against the universe. If my heart was not already burned to Armageddon Ash, it would be breaking for my race, for my folk, for my kith and kin. I am distressed to no end. I am not negative, or pessimistic, or morbid, or defeatist, or demoralized by nature. The sinister forces constantly pitted and mitigated against us, at tireless work to ruin us, to reduce us, to diminish us, to humiliate us, to murder our body, mind, and spirit, have no moral compass, therefore no need for course correction on their own accord. To our racial enemies, the jews, the blacks, the mexicans, the arabs, the patel indian scam callers, the asians, the hybrids of all, the antiwhite me...

 Once Upon The Eve of Election Day: Vote Trump or Be Dead Woke Wirohugo Gengulf 5 November 2024 As I sit here, alone, on my budget two-seater sofa, in my $1300 a month apartment (incidentally, for some economic perspective, at that rate, in 1953 dollars, I could afford to buy a brand new house for $10,000, with money to spare to buy a brand new car for $1,000) as nearly the only White man in this entire section eight, government subsidized apartment complex, on the eve of election day of the 2024 presidential election for America, I wonder but am not worried about what tomorrow shall bring. The reports of the Democrats doing one of the few things they do best, namely cheating and stealing, is par for the course in the civilization that is mired with the obesity of tyranny and infected with the malignant cancer of evil. Before I delve into some of the finer points of the communistic organized criminal cabal that insatiably seeks the destruction of America, and the termination of all...

 A Last American White Man: A Combat to Write Wrongs Wirohugo Gengulf 11 September 2024 The following is, among other things, recreational, artistic, educational, satire, parody, theory, testimony, evidence, and truth. In honor of my beloved Mother, May God Rest & Bless Her Soul. She taught me the value of a good, pure, Mother’s heart, and the unconditional love of the same towards Her Son, even in the throes and midst of the, too often, needless and unjust turmoils and sufferings of this life, and the sinister and absolute evil perpetrated against us members of mankind, that at times, was overwhelming, if not nearly all-enveloping, and that unrelentingly jockeyed, and jockeys still, for total control, and through that control, destruction of our bodies, hearts, minds, souls, and spirits. As a young child, my Mother and me made frequent trips to the local library. She taught me the art of the love of reading, and because of this, I found my true calling, namely authorship. Word...