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Can you imagine changing your bank account more than 50 times?
In addition to being blocked from all major social platforms, I have had bank accounts systematically and regularly terminated. Since my first account blocking by Bank Austria in 2017, 57 accounts and payment service providers have terminated me, or denied me an account for no reason. This happens every time without giving any reason.
The following banks & payment apps have terminated or denied me an account:
Raiffeisen Bank, Bank Austria, Monese Bank, Ferratum Bank, Austrian Anadi Bank, N26 Bank, Revolut Bank, Holvi Bank, Fidor Bank, Kontist Bank, Deniz Bank, Hello Bank, Tatra Bank, Oberbank, BUNQ, Tomorrow Bank, Dadat Bank, Paysera Bank, Viabuy, OTP Bank, Bank of Georgia Sberbank (HU) Sogiexa Bank, TransferWise, Crypto.com, Vivid, Wittix, Bitwala, PayPal, Gofundme, Kickstarter, STRIPE, Bitpanda, Twispay, Go Cardless, Maxpay, Mollie, Patreon, Dynapay, Coinbase, Coinbase Commerce, Coingate, Budapest Bank, Postova Banka, Postfinance, Nuri Bank, Gurupay, PayDo, Dukascopy, Postbank, Pekao Bank und die Polski Bank, SKRILL, HSBC Bank, Alpha Bank, BNP Paribas, Smartbroker, Flatex und Wirex.
https://martin-sellner.at/#zensurliste
In addition to being blocked from all major social platforms, I have had bank accounts systematically and regularly terminated. Since my first account blocking by Bank Austria in 2017, 57 accounts and payment service providers have terminated me, or denied me an account for no reason. This happens every time without giving any reason.
The following banks & payment apps have terminated or denied me an account:
Raiffeisen Bank, Bank Austria, Monese Bank, Ferratum Bank, Austrian Anadi Bank, N26 Bank, Revolut Bank, Holvi Bank, Fidor Bank, Kontist Bank, Deniz Bank, Hello Bank, Tatra Bank, Oberbank, BUNQ, Tomorrow Bank, Dadat Bank, Paysera Bank, Viabuy, OTP Bank, Bank of Georgia Sberbank (HU) Sogiexa Bank, TransferWise, Crypto.com, Vivid, Wittix, Bitwala, PayPal, Gofundme, Kickstarter, STRIPE, Bitpanda, Twispay, Go Cardless, Maxpay, Mollie, Patreon, Dynapay, Coinbase, Coinbase Commerce, Coingate, Budapest Bank, Postova Banka, Postfinance, Nuri Bank, Gurupay, PayDo, Dukascopy, Postbank, Pekao Bank und die Polski Bank, SKRILL, HSBC Bank, Alpha Bank, BNP Paribas, Smartbroker, Flatex und Wirex.
https://martin-sellner.at/#zensurliste
The opposite of love is not hate. It's apathy.
What will eventually destroy Western civilization and Christendom is not the active hatred by the Antichrist establishment and all its minions, but rather apathy from the rest of the world. And even then the rest of the world already experiences the fruits of said apathy.
For example, black hate crimes against Asians. Or the rainbow propaganda wave against Qatar during the World Cup.
"Racism" will not end once the white race is gone (God forbid!), the rest of the world will simply turn on against one another and ramp up their animosity on a much greater scale than what they accuse a certain Austrian Painter. The Third World nations who have a gripe against "European colonization" will simply end up trading one master for another, replacing their chains with those "made in China."
I have a strong hunch that once the Mark of the Beast truly appears, it will be enforced on a "multicultural" world where white ethnostates will be a thing of the past. And the man of sin will cause small and great alike to receive the mark of eternal condemnation, because they're heathens who have never heard of the truths of the Gospel. Indeed, the collapse of Western white Christendom, the salt of the earth, is what was needed to herald the appearance of the Antichrist.
What will eventually destroy Western civilization and Christendom is not the active hatred by the Antichrist establishment and all its minions, but rather apathy from the rest of the world. And even then the rest of the world already experiences the fruits of said apathy.
For example, black hate crimes against Asians. Or the rainbow propaganda wave against Qatar during the World Cup.
"Racism" will not end once the white race is gone (God forbid!), the rest of the world will simply turn on against one another and ramp up their animosity on a much greater scale than what they accuse a certain Austrian Painter. The Third World nations who have a gripe against "European colonization" will simply end up trading one master for another, replacing their chains with those "made in China."
I have a strong hunch that once the Mark of the Beast truly appears, it will be enforced on a "multicultural" world where white ethnostates will be a thing of the past. And the man of sin will cause small and great alike to receive the mark of eternal condemnation, because they're heathens who have never heard of the truths of the Gospel. Indeed, the collapse of Western white Christendom, the salt of the earth, is what was needed to herald the appearance of the Antichrist.
I was wondering, what would people have done in the evening for thousands of years, before the advent of things like TV and electronics. Especially given that people used to live in small houses, or when going further in history in simple yet larger countryside houses. What would they do? Talk? Play games with their family? Most people weren't literate so there was no reading, nor obviously any of the electronics that are the go to form of sedation nowadays. Would be curious to hear thoughts. I do know that it was very peaceful without all the input, incentives, pressures and distractions of now when we're always supposed to be on all the time, never having a moment of peace.
In recent centuries, women would sew or mend, and men would whittle. A lot of furniture and other household goods were homemade, so the work could be done in the evening around the fire. It would be too dark to read without a lamp or candle, which were expensive, but most people couldn't read anyway.
Before metal sewing needles and good iron knives were available, they probably did something similar with whatever tools they had available.
Happens all the time in Germany. A friend recently read out a list of court cases to me. Usually boomers getting subpoenaed for letting one rip in group chats or on VKontakte. If you want to communicate based stuff on telegram, only do it in private conversations. It's still easy to access for authorities, but they can't prosecute you for it, legally. Group chats, channel posts, you're done. As soon as you communicate anything to a group, they turn it into a Volksverhetzung charge. It's pretty much what the vague legislation was made for.
I think Martin will be okay, he tends to be careful and it's not the first time they tried to get him on a ridiculous charge. Good thing is that half of them get thrown out before going to court. But yeah, their intention is pretty obvious, and they'll sharpen it more and more until the tides turn, if they do.
Its depressing and infuriating, so basically he is associating with the beast or something? What do we do with that then? I dont support him in any ways, only caught my eye when he healed the blind, rang a big alarm.
Bill Gates poisoning the Food Supply?
A DnD gaming session could last hours. No need for electronics to execute.
My cousin committed suicide last week. He was ex-military and had just turned thirty...not much younger than me.
I didn't know him well, but I'm reasonably close with his mother and his entire family is devastated. I can't make the funeral (not enough money short notice) but I'm taking a three-day weekend to process it all.
I think what scares me about it the most is the circumstances of him getting discovered. He died by his own hand, he didn't show up to work for a couple of days, cop drops by for a wellness check...sure, 48 hours isn't much time elapsed before people notice you're missing, but it seems like forever when you're important to quite a few people and have a decent amount of friends.
I don't get it. He had a far better upbringing than I did, had a much easier time finding his career footing than I did, and to be perfectly frank, was far better liked and far more gregarious than I am...yet I'm generally in a good mood these days and would never think of doing this. I can't believe he did it.
I didn't know him well, but I'm reasonably close with his mother and his entire family is devastated. I can't make the funeral (not enough money short notice) but I'm taking a three-day weekend to process it all.
I think what scares me about it the most is the circumstances of him getting discovered. He died by his own hand, he didn't show up to work for a couple of days, cop drops by for a wellness check...sure, 48 hours isn't much time elapsed before people notice you're missing, but it seems like forever when you're important to quite a few people and have a decent amount of friends.
I don't get it. He had a far better upbringing than I did, had a much easier time finding his career footing than I did, and to be perfectly frank, was far better liked and far more gregarious than I am...yet I'm generally in a good mood these days and would never think of doing this. I can't believe he did it.
Sorry to hear that mate.
I've a friend who sounds similar - in a better situation than me on all fronts, yet I am happier.
There is an absence in peoples' lives that they can't explain and it's a spiritual one.
I'm sorry brother, I wish you guys well and hope you and your family find strength together to get through it.
You never know what is really going on in someone's head, in their life. People show you only what they want you to see, now more than ever.
I haven't had a lot of people close to me die by suicide, but this did also happen to me in 2013 with a classmate. It was a close-knit language class and we all knew him - everyone present was gutted, and as a result the teacher gave the entire class very easy grades at the end of the semester. (His best friend was especially devastated and never attended another class that semester. He ended up getting an A too, and I don't blame the TA for making the call to just grant him with one.)
He was a navy veteran, active in student government, well-loved by his friends and a generally interesting and pleasant person to be around. However, when he died, life went on like he'd never existed. Sure, there was the day in class we all heard the news and reacted, and his well-attended funeral a few days later...but then life went on, and he barely ever got mentioned again by anybody.
Somehow making it worse was his legacy Facebook page. After the initial condolences flooding his page, activity quickly died down...but his sister kept it going, and would make posts a couple of days a week about him. She'd update him from beyond the grave on things like what she did with his bedroom and with the car he'd left behind. It was the most pathetic thing I'd ever seen, and I ended up unfollowing the page.
I thought to myself after this event...that's never going to be me. I don't want people to look back on my memory and feel nothing but sadness and pity, I want to make some kind of mark on the world and have an effect on people that's greater than that. I'd rather my memory be forgotten than have it only be remembered because I offed myself.
At that time in my life I was far more depressed and sad, and was likely a suicide risk. This event scared me so badly, I never considered it again.
He was a navy veteran, active in student government, well-loved by his friends and a generally interesting and pleasant person to be around. However, when he died, life went on like he'd never existed. Sure, there was the day in class we all heard the news and reacted, and his well-attended funeral a few days later...but then life went on, and he barely ever got mentioned again by anybody.
Somehow making it worse was his legacy Facebook page. After the initial condolences flooding his page, activity quickly died down...but his sister kept it going, and would make posts a couple of days a week about him. She'd update him from beyond the grave on things like what she did with his bedroom and with the car he'd left behind. It was the most pathetic thing I'd ever seen, and I ended up unfollowing the page.
I thought to myself after this event...that's never going to be me. I don't want people to look back on my memory and feel nothing but sadness and pity, I want to make some kind of mark on the world and have an effect on people that's greater than that. I'd rather my memory be forgotten than have it only be remembered because I offed myself.
At that time in my life I was far more depressed and sad, and was likely a suicide risk. This event scared me so badly, I never considered it again.
I occasionally entertained thoughts of suicide in college, although never too strongly. However, one time I had an extremely near miss of getting hit by a train (purely accidental, not intentional), and in the moments after I jumped clear, I was very glad to be alive. After that, even if I was depressed, I remembered that moment and the feeling, and knew I wanted to live.
There have been a few people who have survived jumping from the Golden Gate Bridge, intending suicide. They report that as soon as they jumped, they thought "What have I done!? None of the problems in my life are worth this! Most of them are clearly solvable!" They were lucky to be the rare exception that survives the leap.
There have been a few people who have survived jumping from the Golden Gate Bridge, intending suicide. They report that as soon as they jumped, they thought "What have I done!? None of the problems in my life are worth this! Most of them are clearly solvable!" They were lucky to be the rare exception that survives the leap.
I had a similar, but more eerie, near death experience that made me realize I could never kill myself.
I was walking down the street and an old lady randomly stops me and says "ne meurs pas" (means "don't die" in French). Thinking that my French maybe wasn't as good as I thought, I ask her to repeat. She says the same thing again, and I stare at her dumbfounded. Sensing my confusion she says "don't die" again but in English one final time, so there can be no doubt. I just stared at her for a few moments and started backing away. The conviction in her voice was unsettling.
A few minutes later I'm lost in thought at an intersection, and as I start crossing blindly, I notice a bus honking and speeding towards me from the left. When I saw it coming, I'm pretty sure my heart skipped a beat as I leaped back and dodged the bus at the last moment. I tell you, an experience like that gives you much to contemplate on your own mortality.
This is actually extremely terrifying to think about.
God must have given her a word to save your life, which is a big deal.
A man cannot repent once he commits suicide. Hence why demons encourage suicide in those they afflict.
I am dissatisfied with my life, but in my 20s I was blinded with almost an insane hatred of women. Having had a very odd and unpleasant childhood (went to three high schools, was bullied relentlessly, had no social life until college) I struggled with them endlessly, and blamed them for all of the problems in my life at that time. I couldn't focus on anything else, trying to remedy my situation with them with endless dating to "improve" my lot with them. I was a horrible friend, student, and employee as I dedicated all of my free time to this, and missed out on countless relationships, friendships, and positive experiences due to it.
A decade later, I still am dissatisfied and bitter when it comes to modern dating...but I have more or less accepted that I am a victim of this time period, and there are millions of others like me, and the only thing I can do is focus on myself and my relationship with God.
What I wonder is why this stopped affecting me so much. This angst and unhappiness crushed me in my 20s to the point where I could barely breathe. Did demons and the devil just decide I wasn't worth the trouble when they saw I was more resilient than they'd anticipated?