Sometimes we all need to get away from the cities and get back to nature. Living in an urban environment surrounded by all the flotsam and getsam that the decadent Illuminati-manufactured world throws at us - incompatible and hostile newcomers, drug addicts, violent criminals, the Police State, the overpowering centralised anti-human regime, fear and hardship on every corner - quite naturally saps one's energy.
Sometimes looking at the misery being deliberately foisted upon us, the spiralling debt and looming slavery, makes one despondent. At the best one can become angry - although this emotion leads to physical and mental sickness when one considers the size of the anti-natural apparatus, and when one looks at the treachery of some of those who claim to be fighting the manipulators of our malaise. At worst one can become resigned to the enormity of the forces ranged against us and give up the fight.
It is when we are at our lowest ebbs that we need to take a step back from the fight, put away the books and films we use for research, and take a complete break from the Urban sprawl. We need to periodically disengage from the battlefield and reconnect with our spiritual reality.
For people who live close to nature, the process of recharging one's batteries is easier than for those of us who live in the cities. However, all that is necessary for urbanites is to lock one's door and head out to the country.
I have just come back from the most beautiful part of England - rural coastal North Yorkshire. Steering clear of the tourist traps of Scarborough and Whitby (although the latter certainly has its charms) I took time out to explore the unspoiled coastline of the most magnificent county in England: Swimming in the North Sea; walking on the beaches; climbing the headlands and enjoying the sea mists - just relinking with the land of my ancestors. There is no better therapy from the illness of modernity and 'civilisation' than to get away from the urban centres and to immerse oneself in the lands which our viking forbears walked, enjoying the same simple pleasures they enjoyed.
By completely separating oneself from the insanity of the manufactured world and allowing oneself to reconnect with the essence of the real world of natural beauty and uncomplicated existence, one becomes fully aware that the battle against the internationalist materialistic one world slave state, is not simply a battle for the here and now, for ourselves, but is a timeless battle. We are a link in an eternal chain. To do nothing to stop the internationalist cabal is to dishonour our ancestors and to betray our descendants. We are here for but a moment, but in that moment it is our duty to defend and strengthen the chain of which we are a part.
When the struggle begins to bear down like an unbearable weight upon one's shoulders, when the machinations of traitors and despots create a feeling of hopelessness, it does one good to commune with the spirit of the past, present and future and to realise that our enemies are powerful only because we allow them to be. We are strong.
When we realise our own strength, we are unbeatable. That is why they need their surveillance apparatus, their false resistance leaders spreading fear and hysteria, and their media-driven politically correct mind control to make us enslave one another. Without our cooperation, our oppressors are powerless. Realise your place in the eternal chain. The image of strength our oppressors present is just another of their lies. They are weak, and without us are nothing. Don't let their agents deceive you. It is they who fear us.
