Hyderabad, capital of Andhra Pradesh, is ruled by the Telugu race and is thus one of the most livable parts of India. The infrastructure is reasonably developed, and the streets are safer for women than anywhere else in the country. There’s a Googleplex there, and most major technology companies have an office or two there. There’s a fortress called Golkonda right outside the city that I made a blood sacrifice at once. It used to be the stronghold of Semitic invaders. You’ll never guess what happened next.
A major dualistic Aryan faith is extremely prominent in Andhra Pradesh. In times of peace and prosperity, many of the locals worship a goddess named Durga. Durga is a goddess of agrarian peoples, and her celebrations in most areas correspond with the harvest. She is the guardian of the crops, and her lawful punishments were evoked against those caught stealing agricultural products. She is a warrior, but a measured one. A paragon of justice. Except, of course, when there is an existential threat to the continued existence of her flock. Then her other side comes out. Durga flies into a rage, and a light of pure blackness radiates out from her. She wears a bandolier of the skulls of the wicked. She drinks the blood of demons. She becomes a living manifestation of the all-destroying forces of time, with her body joining with the Adya Shakti, the energy that underlies the universe, and samsara, the cycle of life and death. She shakes the world. Her name brings disgust to the faces of Moslems and well-to-do Hindus: Mahakali.
In response to the Moslems incursions upon Andhra Pradesh, the swastika glowed with its true power and Durga transformed into Mahakali. The Hindus there entered in a state of total war. Girls as young as 6, frequently taken as sex slaves by disgusting Mudslime pedophiles, were taught to plunge daggers in the throats of their captors. The dismembered remains of Muslims were frequently left laying in the streets. The so-called atrocity of this cult was demonized through the centuries, but I view everything that was done at Hyderabad in its name as pure pragmatism.
Eventually the tides of history turned against Islamic rule over Andhra Pradesh, and the spirit of Mahakali did not let the Hindus forget what had been done to them. After the death of Aurangazeb, a series of purges were done against the Muslims of the region. Mosques were reduced to rubble. Moslem women were raped. Moslem children were killed. Today, the Moslems that once rule Hyderabad are bound to one tiny, shit-covered district in the city and need a Hindu’s permission to live outside of it. These once-arrogant rulers now live as subhuman animals in their own filth. At the top of their former stronghold of Golkonda now lies a shrine to Mahakali.
In 2013, as I sat in solitary confinement after being illegally detained on false charges in a federal prison, a pack of Semites planned to conquer my digital territory. They trademarked the name “Weev”, which I have been using since I was 10 years old, built a social video app, and dozens of celebrities were given money and shares in the company in exchange for using the app. They planned to flood the world with a bullshit celebrity endorsed consumer platform while I sat in a prison cell and make sure that my nick was so far down the list of search engine results that I would be relatively forgotten as the feds piled on more and more false charges and kept me in prison indefinitely.
The chief architect of this conspiracy was the Jew Andrew Sachs of Saxtum Property Management and MOI, who is the descendant of Goldman Sachs co-founder Samuel Sachs. He was joined by the Jew Stephen Moyer (@smoyer), star of HBO series True Blood as a co-founder.
Also a major participant was the Jew Stan Lee, best known for appropriating the thunder god of all Nordic and Germanic peoples to sell disgusting race-mixing propaganda, as well as degenerate shabbos goy Jimmy Fallon and Gordon “Sting” Sumner.
There was only one fault with their plan: I did not plea, flipped the verdict that was leveled against me in a nigger’s sham court, and got out of prison to do unto others what they would do to me. After I got out of prison I got some rather notorious swastika ink filled with norse gods. I knew the Internet would break into a shitstorm when I released a photo of this, but I waited for the right time, when they did their biggest PR push.
When I dropped my swastika tattoo along with a fiery essay on The Daily Stormer, dozens of celebrities were talking about Weev the video chat app on TV. Unfortunately for them, TV spots don’t really translate to many page results or backlinks. Everyone who googled weev as a result immediately afterwards was greeted with a Google News thumbnail of weev the mad eyed white supremacist hacker with a 4.5 inch swastika tattoo. Normies freaked out in spades. It was the single most impactful thing I had ever done, creating far more buzz than a well publicized Constitutional case, wrongful imprisonment, and appeal.
“weev” search analytics courtesy of Google Trends.
I would delay every troll operation I wanted to do until they were spending serious money and resources to try to dig themselves out of a pagerank hole. Whenever they would drop deep into the second page of Google results (where they might as well not even exist) they would try to do another press push and garner backlinks. I responded each time by doing something way bigger and more notable than whatever shitty press they managed to get, like internationally syndicated news about using targeted white nationalist Twitter ads, or garnering thousands of news articles and dozens of TV spots by printing swastikas to tens of thousands of other people’s printers across the anglosphere.
You print to OPP? Yeah you know me!
Every troll I did was as close as I could legally get to giving some kike a hard kick in the teeth.
I made it so these people were literally paying hundreds of thousands of dollars to promote my shenanigans to the entire world. I starved them of the limited space available in Google News excerpts time and time again, and continued to garner backlinks to my publications from top tier sources like the Times and the Post to ensure that they would never be searchable on any search engine in existence.
In 2016, after three years of an entire team of people working fulltime, a few million dollars in funding wasted, dozens of physical events they threw in meatspace, and repeated humiliation at the hands of a single neo-Nazi blogger, the Weev app closed up shop forever. I, like the children of Durga in Andhra Pradesh, outlasted them. I bought up their domain, weev.net, sometime after their implosion.
The thing I found most fascinating about that Mahakali temple at Golkonda is that unlike most Hindu shrines, it shunned idols. There are paintings, and the pigments are the same ones they always used through the centuries, crafted not well by any modern standard for resistance to the elements. For each mural present at the shrine there is a disciple who walks up the steps every day to freshen up the mural, who has been painting it with his apprentice for as long as he lived. At this place, they do not believe in statues. They believe the holy decors of the living goddess should be replenished by their continuing love and devotion to her.
Weev.net now too is now a living shrine, replenished daily in the pulse of electrons and photons in heartbeat of copper and glass across the world by my divine will, marking the sacking of those that attempted to encroach upon me. I made this shrine to convey two important messages to the world:
- There is a timeless Indo-European spirit of resistance that will outlast any Semitic invasion. All those who have done violence to us best negotiate peace and make amends for the harm and decay which they have inflicted to our lives, or so I pledge all the mortals of this world and all the names of dead which are on my lips to all the gods which may be of the universe that the debts they owe will be rendered from the blood of their children. All the wicked of the world must know that we will outlast them and make their children suffer unimaginable horrors for what they have done to us.
- om kring kalikaye namah