Exactly a week ago Tom Goodrich passed away. I will observe one more day of silence in his memory because, unsurprisingly, the most popular websites of the racial right are not paying Tom any tribute…
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Exactly a week ago Tom Goodrich passed away. I will observe one more day of silence in his memory because, unsurprisingly, the most popular websites of the racial right are not paying Tom any tribute…
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Rest in glory, Thomas Goodrich.
Sorry to hear of Thomas Goodrich passing away. I had commented on your site a few weeks ago asking how he was doing. I suspected he had been sick because he had dropped off the radar some years ago. I remember ordering his book “Scalp Dance” through National Vanguard books many years ago. He was one of, if not the only, contemporary author who covered the western Indian wars from a pro-white perspective. His book “Hellstorm” was both very good and dreadful at the same time. Its one of the few books on my shelf that I want to read again but simply cannot bring myself to do so because of the horrors committed by the “good guys” against the Germans.
RIP Thomas
Rest In Peace Tom. You’ve earned a spot in Elysium.
Your suffering was not in vain, Thomas.
Hellstorm has opened the eyes of many dissidents.
You brought back a memory from a time that must be remembered.
Rest in peace.
-“Hear the voices of our Souls. This is the World of Illusion. Life on Earth is but a dream, which at the time of Eternal Life is but the wink of an eye.
Hear the voices of our Souls, all of you who are depressed. This life of Shadows and Sorrow will end, and the Glory of Eternal Life will shine for the righteous.
Hear the voices of our Souls. This is the World of Illusion. Life on Earth is the Proof that always on high we can purify ourselves from our ever-increasing miseries and ambitions.
Hear the voices of our Souls, you who doubt. Soon the memory of Earthly life will pass, and there will be peace and relief from Suffering.
Hear the voices of our Souls. This is the World of Illusion. As Man dies in the Great Reality thinking that he could have been born on Earth so that he can be born again in the Great Reality.
There is no Death, but Birth. The torments of Death are the torments of Birth.”