Freedom's Fight

The Dilemma

How do you describe the taste of a strawberry to a man without taste buds? And how do you show a blind man the way when you yourself are blind? Such is the dilemma when it comes to freedom. For none of us have ever really tasted true freedom, and most of us are blind to the shackles we wear. We don't even feel them anymore, they have been with us from the beginning, so we don't question them. They have become a part of who we are, our identity that we hold on to as if for dear life. And who am I to speak to you of freedom then, if I am just as blind and unfree as the rest of humanity? Good question! You may say I am a slave who once broke out of the farm and jumped over the fence and enjoyed freedom for a while. And so I know the way. And though I am still in material slavery to the system, as most of us are, I have freed my mind, and I continue to free it from all limitations wherever I find them. Through the grace of the Gods I was shown many things in visions and in my dreams. But beyond that, in 2008 I had the ultimate experience, the cosmic experience, also known as self-realisation or illumination. And after that, when I started to come down a bit from the state of indescribable bliss to a level where I could function in the world of matter I began to notice certain things as very odd.

A World of Zombies and Slaves

One day, while I was still immersed in the bliss of the cosmic experience (it lasted for weeks), friends took me to a supermarket. The atmosphere there struck me like a physical blow. It was so artificial and hostile I had to repeat my mantra to protect myself from the onslaught of negativity. But the worst were the people. I stared at them in amazement because many of them were empty, soulless. To my psychic vision they had become totally zombified, walking up and down the aisles like robots. Many of them didn't have much of an aura anymore or it was dirty and dull. I was shocked and flabbergasted at what had happened to those people. I felt like I was in a horrible world of zombies. This was not a natural theme of my mind, as I never watch horror movies or zombie movies. The experience shocked and puzzled me but I soon forgot that incident again as there were many problems occurring in my life then.

A few months later I walked home from shopping deep in thought. One of the shop assistants had just told me that she worked two jobs, over 60 hours a week to make a living. I walked through the slum area where I lived, a so called "housing estate", rubbish littering the grass by the path. All the people I met had pinched and used up faces, old before their time, their life sucked out of them by the ultimate vampire, the system. My heart hurt to see the people suffer like this. With my psychic vision I saw what they could be, all the beauty they had, that had been squashed, their dreams and spiritual gifts stolen from them until they were but shadows of what they were meant to be. And suddenly it came to me that this modern way of life was worse than slavery.

Worse off than Slaves

Think of it logically: a slave had no freedom. A slave had to work a certain numbers of hours a day. A slave was whipped or beaten when he didn't perform properly or overstepped his boundaries. A slave often had her children taken from her. Isn't all that happening to us as well?

We think we have freedom but really we don't. Moving around freely is getting more and more difficult. Costs of transport, gasoline and road tax are so high, that it becomes near unaffordable to travel or to keep a car. The roads may well be privatised with toll booths soon and then only those who were good slaves and suck up to their masters will be allowed to travel unhindered. Now we have DNA shredding naked body scanners at airports and if you don't submit to voluntary sterilising and life destroying radiation treatment you well be forbidden to board a plane and be deemed a terrorist to boot!

Enjoy your "Freedom of Choice"!

Yeah, you say, but we don't get whipped. Don't we? We get whipped wherever we go and whatever we do. In Ireland a freeman was fined for sitting on the grass. In some countries people are treated as thieves for picking up a single stick of firewood from the ground or picking a common flower in the land they were born in! In the UK you can't walk a hundred yards without seeing a sign threatening fines and punishment and cameras watching your every step. If you take a picture of a bus, train, police officer or Christmas tree you are considered a terrorist and may be arrested. In some European countries you can get arrested for having “forbidden books”, or forbidden music, questioning historical events, or even for humming a forbidden tune or sticking your arm out at a politically incorrect angle by mistake. We are truly living in an Orwellian nightmare.

So where is freedom? I see none. I see a system of punishment and fear everywhere. And I see timid people giving in to it, as they fear the bite of the whip, just like the slaves of old. Ah, my friends, I think these slaves of old had more pride and courage than we do. Some of them braved the whip and faced death for a chance at freedom but most of us lack that courage. Maybe we don't love freedom enough. Maybe we don't love our fellow man enough. Maybe we don't love ourselves enough to stand up. Maybe we just don't love enough.

And as to children, what future do the children of slaves have? Theirs is a sorry fate. And sorrier are the parents who have themselves to blame for the suffering of their children. All over the Western world children are being stolen from their parents under some pretence. And interestingly, blond and blue eyed children are on the top of the list. This is being reported by some of the alternative media, but most people still follow the mainstream media who are full of lies and propaganda. But if you talk to your neighbours more, you will hear of it too. A mother of ten lost all her children because she home-schooled them, this I was told by a friend who knew the lady well! Other mothers lost their children because they didn't want them to be injected with toxic vaccinations, such as the swine flu vaccine, or because they made a fuss when their daughters took ill after cervical cancer vaccinations. We are clearly living in a medical dictatorship. Your body does not belong to you anymore, and the bodies of your children are state property, to be vaccinated, medicated and taken away as the state deems right.

When you look at it, we are not much better off than slaves. Our farm just is a bit bigger and it looks nicer. We have entertainment, bread and circus, the same old game to keep the plebs quiet. Our shackles are RFID chips, ID cards, credit cards, social insurance numbers, and worst of all: television – all of them forms of control, cataloging the cattle. We are even being gagged in the name of political correctness and trained like dogs to perform. In many respects we are worse than slaves. And consider this:

Bottom line is: at the end of the day a slave had a roof over his head and had some food to eat. That is more than many Europeans now have. After working 60 hours a week many people still hardly have enough money to pay their bills and put food on the table. Old people freeze in their homes because they can't afford heating. They starve to death in nursery homes because there isn’t enough personnel to feed them. They are put on "death row" in hospitals, when some doctor decides they had it, being pushed in a corridor and left to die without food, water or treatment, without love or humanity. Such is the state of affairs.

Hair Splitting

Meanwhile more and more people are becoming homeless. But don't worry, the government is keeping the numbers low by an unbelievable act of hair splitting: in the UK for instance, a person is not deemed homeless if he has a pillow or a rag to rest their head on! Isn't this shameful? Can we turn away from the suffering of our fellowmen and just shrug our shoulders? Can we allow this perversion of justice to go on, this travesty of truth, this abomination of slavery and oppression?

Now tell me, do you really think you are free?
Can you go where you want to go, whenever you want to go? Or do you have to slave in a job you don't like so you can make "ends meet"? Have you ever thought how it would be if you didn't have to work for others? If nobody had to work for wages, if people were self-sufficient again, as were our ancestors? Is this a utopia? Or is this perhaps the natural state the world should be in and could be in if only we realised the truth? Easier said then done, because

The Truth is Illegal

At the beginning of the year 2007 something strange happened. I began to have some very weird dreams. As I had been working with my dreams for quite a few years by then I knew my symbolism and my subconscious mind quite well. These dreams were totally uncharacteristic for me. I found them bizarre. And they all were about government and the system! Now I have never been a political person. I find politics profoundly boring. I also never was anti-government nor an anarchist. I like order and peace and generally I couldn't care less what government did. Sure, politicians are corrupt, I knew that, but like so many others, I just accepted this (big mistake, I know...). But these dreams woke me up and they made me question our complacency and the system.

In one of the dreams of that time I dreamt that truth itself was being made illegal and that those who spoke the truth were being punished and ostracised. Now, years later this bizarre dream has become a bitter reality. Political correctness and hate speech legislation have made sure that the truth that could set us free is being hidden and shunned. You see, our prison, is really not a material prison. Even RFID chips, passports and biometric IDs are only outer expressions of our inner slavery, our mental confinement and programming. Our prison is a prison of the mind. Lies are its bars and political correctness its walls. Truth and courage are the keys that will open the double doors to that prison. It is up to us whether we want to break out of this prison once and for all and tear down the walls of our slave estate, burn down the cattle farm with the fire of courage and step into a new dawn, a golden dawn of freedom. Do we dare? Can we really do it? Yes and yes!
We can and we will, when we finally realise how much we are bound to lose and what can be gained by courageous action.

Quest for the Golden Age

The time is short, for we are about to lose the last vestiges of freedom, the last outer trimmings that make our slave existence semi-tolerable. We are about to lose all of Western European culture, our heritage, the very soil our forefathers fought and bled for, yes, even died for. We are about to lose the right to our own children and to determine how they should be raised, what they should hold dear, what should go into their and our bodies. We are going to lose all ethics and law of our forefathers as our world is slipping deeper and deeper into degeneracy, perversity and tyranny by the day, into the darkness and devolution of the Kali Yuga – while we stand idly by or wait in vain for the Golden Age to return.

But soon a time will come when the bell tolls in the final hour of decision: tyranny for a thousand years or more in a trans-human high-tech slave world or a desperate battle for freedom and a new Golden Age. It may cost us much, but any price is better than slavery, at least in my mind. “Give me liberty or give me death” is my motto, as it was the motto of my forefathers who fought and died for the fatherland, who gave everything. Can we do anything less? Death with honour is much preferable to a life without honour. Seeing your children and grandchildren enslaved while doing nothing is shameful and despicable. We need to resurrect the warrior spirit within ourselves, our children, and our folk. Warriors will never be slaves. It is the slavish mentality that we must fight, first and foremost, in ourselves, our families and our society. To do this we need to remember who we are, and the easiest way of achieving that is to return to the wisdom of our ancestors. Know thyself and to thine own self be true. For freedom is built on the pillars of courage, self-knowledge, iron determination and sacrifice.

Noble Sacrifice

Sacrifice is much maligned by our ancient enemy who teaches a hedonistic philosophy, which is the tool to destruction of our traditional way of life and our freedom. But sacrifice in its natural noble form is the ability and willingness of the individual to give everything, even one’s life, in an act of courage and selflessness for one’s kin and clan and folk – noble sacrifice is a necessity for any higher civilisation. Sacrifice was held high in the Vedas and in the Edda (aka the “Norse Bible”), as shown by the story of Odin, who willingly sacrificed himself in his quest for wisdom and power for the sake of Gods and men, so that good may prevail in the final struggle of Ragnarok – the cataclysmic battle at the end of an age. Now Ragnarok is upon us, as we can see from the decline of morals, the breaking down of families and kin’s ties, the corruption and lies all around us. And here we stand alone against the forces of darkness and decay – almost alone, for we can call upon our ancestors and the gods of our forefathers to give us strength. But it is up to us, the generations now living to hold the torch of freedom.

The Price of Freedom

Freedom has never been free. It isn't a gift but it has to be won and maintained, often by blood, sweat and tears. In a world of corruption where too many have adopted a parasitical way of life and expect everything for free, the idea that freedom has a price is a bitter pill to swallow. Yet we should not shirk from doing what is necessary to attain true freedom because there is so much to be gained. For freedom is the foundation of everything that makes life worth living. Health, wealth, harmonious family life, self-expansion, spiritual discipline, spiritual growth, original thought, self-expression in word and deed, free association, freedom of belief, all these are possible for the freeman -- but never for a bondsman or slave. Taking our world back from the tyrants and oppressors, the forces of darkness that have kept us down for so long and in so many respects would indeed lead us into a new Golden Age.

It is time to choose. And we each must make this decision for ourselves. Freedom or slavery? Each one has its price. Losing one’s life is tragic, but in no way the end. But losing one’s soul and dying in dishonour is a fate most dire. Our ancestors were very clear on these matters: they chose death over dishonour, battle over submission, sacrifice over selfishness. And through their bravery and selfless actions the Great Empire of Europe and Western civilisation was built. Through deception and betrayal and due to the cowardice and apathy of the last generations this civilisation is now crumbling and about to be utterly destroyed.

We can still salvage it and rebuild it even better, but we must act soon and in accordance with the ethics of our forefathers. This means shedding false New Age philosophies of misunderstood non-violence that leads to the ultimate violence in the end, shedding false religions preaching shame, submission and apathy, shedding all the illusions and mind control programs that have castrated us, that have turned European man, the greatest warrior who ever walked the earth, into a pitiful, weak creature. Sadly, we love those shackles. We hold them dear, and yet they must go. We European peoples are as lions believing themselves to be sheep. But woe to the sheep and the vultures when the lion awakes! Throw off the shackles of your mind and remember who you are! There is nothing to lose but your slave chains.
There is a world to be regained by standing up for freedom.

May the dark age of slavery end and may freedom be won by this our struggle.
Then, and only then, will a new Golden Age dawn upon us!

And we shall once again enjoy peace:
the outer peace of victory over the dark forces and the inner peace of freedom.