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  • After many years of publishing our photographic works, we thought it was time to show you some glimpses of something different. Some of the following pictures represent tests of various kinds for Mourning the Ancient, some reflect our boredom, others are just everyday life, and others still are that grey area somewhere between Mourning the Ancient and mundane existence. Enjoy the tour of these distant and not-so-distant days...

    - Sometime around 1994 -

    [Below: Here are some pictures taken during my senior year of high school. Not exactly Mourning the Ancient caliber, but some of you have requested more old stuff, so here you are! It's strange looking back at these days. I was heading into college with an academic scholarship, not really knowing what I wanted. Of course, things would turn out very different. The college was not filled with commies at this time, but political correctness and anti-white garbage was everywhere. The college actually REQUIRED me to take a 'minority sensitivity' class! A mandatory class preaching about how terrible white people were and how great every other race was. It was absolutely horrible to me. The whole terrible world was hurling toward me.

    But it wasn't just the 'minority sensitivity' class, in my Speech class the teacher would sometimes give scenarios. One of them that I remember was something about a bunch of people were on a plane that was about to crash... all of the people were nice and working together... except one racist white guy. You had to choose which one of them was going to get thrown out of the plane!!! Of course, it would be the evil, racist white guy.

    Racism against white people was everywhere. It was institutionalized in the whole college. They brainwashed white people into hating their own race. Now, at this time, I hadn't been presented with all the truths I would later find. Some good friends would tell me things, but I was more confused than anything. Everything I had been taught my whole life was now in question. But these horrible things, these racist attacks against my ethnicity, were awakening me to... something.

    The truth came slowly at first, but with the help of Dr. William Pierce and the deeds of the Brüders, a tidal wave of forbidden truths swept over me. These pictures were taken about a year before I began Mourning the Ancient photos.

    Have a good laugh!]

    - March 21, 2020-

    [Below: We did a series of 'Quarantine' pictures, as seen below.]

    [Below: March 23, 2020.]

    [Below: April 3, 2020.]

    [Below: April 4, 2020.]

    [Below: April 7, 2020.]

    [Below: April 8, 2020.]

    [Below: April 20, 2020.]

    - Sometime around 1991 -

    [Below: Here are more pictures I've found for you guys, in these I'm about 15 years old. I hope you are enjoying all my dumb pictures. If I can make you smile in this ever darkening world then it's worth it to me!]

    - Sometime around 1994 -

    [Below: Okay, here are some more pictures from over the years. These first two are from the 4th of July, 1994.]

    [Below: This one is from Christmas/Yule 1997.]

    [Below: And this one is from around 2016. I'm about to go dive head first into millions and millions of stamps! But it is such a sad hobby, alas, it is dying. I'm about 40 years younger than the average collector/dealer. Literally everyone there is old. But it's not just stamp collecting that is dying, many other age old hobbies are dying as well. People would rather play on their stupid phones than learn history or do something worthwhile for their minds. And as the white race continues to die all of these hobbies will die with us... Kali Yuga. But fuck it, more stamps for me! haha!]

    - 1990 - current

    [Below: Alright guys, here is a mix of identificaton cards from over the years. The top left is a school ID card from 1990, the top right is another school ID card from maybe 1993, the bottom left is a work ID from 1996, and lastly the bottom right is a current state ID.]

    - 1997 -

    [Below: This one takes me back... this Polaroid is of Loki the Cat and me. This cat was a madman and was aptly named! I had scratches all over me. He climbed up my leg and up my back and sat on my shoulder! He was a relentless ball of energy. This was the summer of '97. A lot of things were happening, Mourning the Ancient was still in its infancy. Since we couldn't get our photos developed anymore (due to being banned!), we were doing a lot of videos of Mourning the Ancient type stuff. Maybe sometime I'll upload some of those old videos if enough people want to see them!]

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