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I can't stop thinking about black dicks. I can't stop thinking about black dicks because it's the forbidden fruit, the BBC is the ultimate transgression for a white nationalist to commit. Not only do you think about putting that black cock in your mouth, but also you want to ride it like a promiscuous female which speaks volumes about your homosexual proclivities. I have never tasted or ridden a cock, but whenever I think about black cocks, my asshole seemingly starts twitching subtly as though aroused at the mere thought of being ravaged by a black python making its way up my creamy colon. I am not homosexual, I do not identify as a homosexual and I doubt I will ever have homosexual encounters. Nevertheless, I will be the first one to admit there is something deeply fascinating about gay sex and the whole idea of homosexuality; not exactly as an activity, but as a general phenomenon, as the ultimate transgression any self-respecting white man fears to perpetrate. Nigger cocks are big, black, sinewy, abominable and pose a threat to our existence. Is this why I keep dreaming about them? Is this why I keep seeing them entering white holes in my dreams? I have recently come to the conclusion that Negrophobia is inherently intertwined with the psychological baggage of Negrophilia. Think about it. Why do feminists advocate for the Islamic immigration and hence, toxic masculinity as embodied by Arab males? The answer is very simple: they have grown to love the very thing they initially despised, the very reason why they became feminists propelled them towards their source of hatred which they have gradually embraced and became deeply enthralled by. They have grown to love the very thing they loathed. As Julia Kristeva demonstrates in her Powers of Horror, things that we find repulsive still hold some appeal for us and we cannot surmount or refute their seductive nature, for it's their very repugnance that produces this odd, compelling sensation of deep fascination.
