An Australian reports from the slammer. Fascinating! -An American
“I spoke to a Nigger today.
Tuesday 23rd September 2025
I have little to update about my current situation. I have spent 3 weeks now in solitary confinement and have been enjoying reading my books. I am currently reading about the beginnings of Australian colonisation and the early Governors of New South Wales.
I was reading about the Macarthur and Johnston coup on William Bligh, when I was interrupted and offered my daily one hour run out in the 5m x 5m outdoor cell.
Immediately in the cell next to me over a 4m concrete wall, an obnoxious sounding animal started screaming that he was “black Jesus.” Normally I ignore niggers, but I thought to entertain this one.
I asked about his life and what brought him to Australia. He said his dad used to be Vice President of Sudan and was quite rich, that he went to a private boarding school in England and then moved to Australia with his mother.
I asked about his crimes and why he was in the punishment unit. He stated that he has been using meth and committing serious crimes since he was 16. He said he loves drugs and the adrenaline of committing crime. For the past 7 years he has been in and out of prison and when he’s lucky- psych wards, every year since 16.
He’s in his early 20s and already has 6 children, he tells me he wants to have around 30 children. I have only met 3 in prison; one had 13 children, one had 11 children, and this one had 6 with another 20 on the way. All 3 in their early 20s.
I asked him why he wants 30 children, he replied; “So that there is more of me.”
I asked him why he had been to psych wards, he replied;
“When you get lucky they don’t send you to prison, they send you to the psych ward and you just get to watch YouTube and talk to the nurses all day. So now I have schizophrenia, it helps with sentencing, the judge is more likely to put you back into the community.”
So when you hear on the news about some African rapist on the loose, running through people’s homes with machetes, remember that it is one of these creatures.
People always complain to me about the use of the word ‘Nigger’. Our civilisation is being pillaged by literal apes who are nothing more than a biological terrorism on our soil, and weaklings are afraid of mean words.
Every one of those things you see in Australia, your grandchildren will have to see probably 100. Every one of them that is a rapist and home invader, your grandchildren will have to deal with 100 rapist home invaders.
Any white man whose main priority is anything but seizing power in this country and deporting this filth of the third world, deserves nothing but contempt, humiliation, and exile from our future nation.
Priorities!
Hail Australia
Thomas Sewell”
Ballad of a Thin Man by Bob Dylan
You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked and you
You say, “Who is that man?”
You try so hard, but you don’t understand
Just what you will say when you get home
Because something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You raise up your head
And you ask, “Is this where it is?”
And somebody points to you and says, “It’s his”
And you say, “What’s mine?”
And somebody else says, “Well, what is?”
And you say, “Oh, my God, am I here all alone?”
But something is happening
And ya don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, “How does it feel to be such a freak?”
And you say, “Impossible,” as he hands you a bone
And something is happening here
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
You have many contacts among the lumberjacks
To get you facts when someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway, they already expect you
To all give a check to tax-deductible charity organizations
Ah, you’ve been with the professors
And they’ve all liked your looks
With great lawyers, you have discussed lepers and crooks
You’ve been through all of F. Scott Fitzgerald’s books
You’re very well read, it’s well known
But something is happening here
And ya don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself and then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice, he asks you how it feels
And he says, “Here is your throat back, thanks for the loan”
And you know something is happening
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Now, you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word “now”
And you say, “For what reason?”
And he says, “How?”
And you say, “What does this mean?”
And he screams back, “You’re a cow
Give me some milk or else go home”
And you know something’s happening
But you don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There oughta be a law against you comin’ around
You should be made to wear earphones
‘Cause something is happening
And ya don’t know what it is
Do you, Mister Jones?
By the time Jack was fourteen he’d spent most of the last four years of his adolescence one door down from what would come to be known as the Amityville Horror. He was more than acquainted with all those involved. There were stories but by then he’d been interacting with things no man, let alone child is ever supposed to see. It was all perfectly normal. Since he was old enough to remember the darkness was never far behind him. In his late twenties, after being convicted of a felony for his attempt at whistle blowing with Geraldo Rivera, he finds himself surrounded by mobsters and a notorious outlaw motorcycle gang rooted deeply in the occult. He is the right-hand man of a wildly aggressive Long Island strip club impresario. There in the strip clubs across Sunrise Highway from Babylon town hall he finds himself hopelessly in love with a girl who could be Lilith herself. The darkness had finally caught up to him…Buy his book now to begin a journey from which there is no turning back.
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