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I have nothing outside of nationalism and my own state of being. Yes I have family but that can only last for so long before they fade along with time too, as does the harvest of life to death. Yet the idea, the spirit of a nation does not, the psyche of a country and kingdom cannot. Yet the more I look at fellow Hungarians, the more I see this unmotivated, ignorant and blind race. I have only but one chance to make them see and move forward before we become germanised or slavised. We can become the rightful master race and led other races to a better place; yet we must earn such title. One we only came close to hundreds of years ago.
We must not let another Mohacs or Trianon happen, if it does then we are doomed for eternity. Yet my other concern is that I feel alien everywhere, the most alien in my own homeland. Yet personally I believe regardless if you are welcomed or not to your own birthright, what matters is living for the country; not for the honourless peers and spineless adults and lost kids of the future. Perseverance, perseverance still the very bitter end.
We must not let another Mohacs or Trianon happen, if it does then we are doomed for eternity. Yet my other concern is that I feel alien everywhere, the most alien in my own homeland. Yet personally I believe regardless if you are welcomed or not to your own birthright, what matters is living for the country; not for the honourless peers and spineless adults and lost kids of the future. Perseverance, perseverance still the very bitter end.
