At night when it cools off, we lay in the huge hammock stretched between two oak trees and watch the dazzling display of stars overhead. You can't see such a sight in the cities, and more's the pity. It sucks your very soul out when you gaze into the endless depths of creation. Meteors rocket across the sky regularly, burning a fiery trail to earth before they finally burn up in the atmosphere. Some are fantastically huge, and you look on in awe, wondering if they'll survive the fall and hit the earth with a shuddering impact. I sip ice cold sun tea as I watch the squirrel, and wish that all my friends and loved ones could experience the life I've found here. The younger generation is too young to know what's been stolen from them, so they don't know to be enraged at their lying liberal teachers, and those that control the media and our government. They don't realize that this piece of paradise was once the norm all across America. It was a time that I remember with a bittersweet fondness, like the memories of a long dead sweetheart that come to mind when you open an old album and smell the crushed chrysanthemum pressed between its pages...

How do you share the love you had for someone or something so long ago? How do you make them experience what you've lost? How do you make them understand what has been stolen from them, or just how heinous the crime really is? The young scoff and snort knowingly, as if they knew what they were talking about. It makes those of us that know the truth want to take a stick to them and beat the arrogance and idiocy out of them. But like my father used to say, "You can't teach a fool anything". I've come to realize the truth of those words. There are no parasites here, no America hating, white hating parasites and predators. Whites here wisely saw the coming tide of evil and created a bulwark against it long before it arrived. There are no jobs here for anyone not related or married into the local families. There are no rentals available, and no land for sale on the open market. Land is sold on the QT only to whites, and only to those that are known or have family here. Developers have tried repeatedly to buy up large tracts so they could create parasite housing, but the land owners won't sell for any amount of money. They know what the real cost would end up being. The total destruction of their way of life by the Jewish system...

The state capitol is liberal controlled, and they have repeatedly sent officials of every kind here in an attempt to cajole, bribe and threaten their way into power here. No go. Even the schools have kicked them out, and they no longer receive any state or federal assistance because they flat refuse to teach the liberal agenda of pro-homosexuality, love of Islam and the joys of diversity and racial interbreeding. This enrages the atheist communists that are bent on destroying this last bastion of white culture. If this town had a slogan, I'd have to say it was "SCREW YOU!" Every resident is armed to the teeth and heavily stocked up with supplies. Most have guard dogs and fences around their property, which is mostly deep in the dense woodland surrounding the little town. You have to drive slowly down the narrow country roads here because of the dense deer population. It's incredibly easy to total your truck in an instant when some idiot buck deer jumps out in front of you with no warning. For some insane reason, these deer won't move until you're almost parallel with them, then they'll leap out in front of you instead of simply staying put or going any other direction. This causes lots of accidents...

The only bad part about living here is the county courts and cops. All rabidly liberal and all bought off by the capitol. And they've been given a mandate to harass the residents here. This has caused more than one crooked cop to simply vanish without a trace, never to be seen again. This fact, along with the fact that there are several bullet holes in the judge's office window, have caused these criminals to back off and leave these fine people alone. As with every other part of the Union, American whites here are having to deal with the growing evil in this country. So far they've managed to remain free and untouched through careful preparation and strong personal integrity. I love and respect these people immeasurably. The odds of the Jewish cabal ever managing to gain a foothold here are extremely remote, and give me hope for a brighter future for me and mine. But this is only one small island of sanity in a sea of evil. There are others scattered around the country, and I had the privilege of seeing some of these on my trip eastward. Many were large houses situated so far off the beaten path that no cop or federal agent in his right mind would dare to approach. Many were planted smack in the middle of large plots of extremely remote, isolated tracts of land, some as large as a thousand acres or more. Places where smart men had built early in life and retired to these hidden retreats to spend their days in secrecy and privacy, living lives their way. I have no doubt that many of the lifestyles these self made hermits created for themselves would not meet the approval of modern society, especially liberal society, but then that was the whole point, now wasn't it?

Most of these homemade kingdoms are self sustaining, with their own wells, wood for heat, wind and solar power, large gardens and tracts of assorted fruit trees, plus varied livestock. There was obviously very little most of these people needed from the outside world, and considering the remoteness of their homes, this was a good thing. Some places were up to a hundred miles from the nearest anything. I must confess that for the first time in my life I was actually envious of some of these guys. Some of the houses took my breath away. One had a planetarium built into the roof, along with a balcony that encircled the entire estate. It was magnificent. I could only wonder at the mind that had conceived it. I wish I could have seen more, but time and fatigue demanded I return to the road, so I had to be content with what little I did see. At least I knew there were still a few men wise enough to shelter themselves from the coming storm as I am. Living here has brought back a flood of childhood memories of old, long forgotten joys. Each morning I feel a little more renewed in my tired old spirit. I have lived a long time and seen far more than most men alive, but nothing I've ever seen or experienced can compare with the simple joy of watching a stupid fat squirrel pilfer a chestnut. Because I'm home. I'm out of that pit of evil liberals and muds call "the proper way to live". Let them have it. Let them continue to live like Sodom and Gomorrah right up to the end when destruction comes upon them without warning. And it's going to, and sooner than most anyone thinks. I'm tired of warning people that refuse to listen. It's time for me to prepare my own way in paradise...