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Archive for June, 2014

Economic Warfare: Blood, Soil and Gravel

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This is a prelude to a series of articles I intend to write on the subject of economic warfare against the people of Atlantic Canada.  These areas were settled in the 18th and 19th centuries by Irish, Scottish, English and German immigrants who were granted large parcels of land.  They and their descendants built communities in very isolated and absolutely breathtaking locations, living self-sufficiently by fishing, hunting and farming.  This way of life is being systematically destroyed by greed and short-sightedness.  I will be going more in depth to these subjects later on, but I wanted to share this one article about one family’s land being stolen right out from under them, to dig a gravel quarry.

Family fights to save storied Fogarty’s Cove

 


The Future Begins Here

My readers may have noticed my relative silence as of late.  There has been a major development, very positive.  I have finally found true love and my partner in this life, or more precisely, he has found me.  It is a great relief and a great comfort, to feel that I am not alone and the potential for all my hopes and dreams for the future to come to fruition.

Before we met, although I was wearing a very brave face, I had started to feel very cynical about whether the man I was searching for even existed…or if he did, if we could ever find our way to each other.  Countless well-meaning friends and relatives advised me to lower my standards, lessen my requirements, try to mold a perfect man out of an imperfect one.  I had a very specific idea of what I was looking for, a vision…not so much a physical image but a very clear sense of who he was, and I was sure I would recognize him when I did find him.  And I told them I would rather be alone than be with anyone else but him.  And for a long time I was alone.  I slept alone.  I ate alone.  I spent a lot of time with my parents, who were beginning to despair of having any more grandchildren.

I had visions of my future: land and preliminary plans for a house I wanted to build, ideas of how many children I wanted to have and how I wanted to raise them…but none of these things were possible without one strong, honourable, dedicated, loving man who shared my vision and my values, and who wanted to work towards these things with a commitment that matched my own.

From the time we first started to talk with each other, I had a very strong feeling that it was him.  It became quite evident very quickly that our strengths and talents complimented each other so perfectly, that we appreciated the same things, and that our paths were converging and appeared to continue together straight to the horizon of time and beyond.  Honestly what I felt, and what I feel more intensely each day, is something I’ve only read about in books and dismissed as pure fantasy.  For those of you who are lucky enough to have experienced what I describe here, you know how rare and special this feeling is.  For those of you who have not: let me tell you, IT IS REAL.  And it is worth waiting for.  Worth searching for.  You owe it to yourself, your descendants who would be born from this union, and to your forebears who would be reborn in those descendants to keep looking, hoping, and opening your heart.  Do not despair.  When you least expect it, this person will appear before you.

And now, please allow me to introduce…

 

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Greetings to the followers of this blog!

I will start to write here more later with a nickname. I won’t use my real name nor will I tell my exact age. I will tell you I’m not Canadian, I’m European… but none of these things matter. Rather the things I write about, and in this particular article one of the main themes is to explain my relation to the main author of this blog.

For many years I lived in anxiety and solitude, and I was sure that I would be alone forever. I was in need of a companion but constant failures made me very cynical. I believe that if you really want to, you can go through many storms in a relationship, but I just felt no desire to do so since it seemed the only thing in common with the people I was with was pretty much the nationality. You could of course ask how and why I ended up to situations like this, to be honest I don’t know. I know that there are many men out there living in a similar situation to the one than I did earlier.

The way I met the author of this blog is not really relevant here… In my search of this companion of mine I didn’t make a list to paper, but of course I had some qualities etc. in my mind which I was hoping to find from another person. When I met her, it turned out that she has all those qualities and even more so which I could just dream of, and even some I couldn’t. She has told me she feels the same way and this just makes us feel seemingless unity towards each other. I know that there is a bright future ahead for both of us together.

I have strong ideologies, the same as she has and besides this we share so many things together. I know how lucky I am. There are not many women out there who share these ideologies. This can sound cliché, but she is the one for me.

All the men out there, keep fighting in your search for that special someone with who have the same race as you, who is healthy and with who you can safely build your future together.

Men and women are different from one another.  We are meant to be together and reproduce.  In this contemporary age of filth and corruption we are brainwashed to think differently: to be free and single, never have children and never reproduce, especially with a person having the same (white) race as you. Let us break free from this madness! Everyone has this one and only true person for them.  'The One' you might say.  There are clues and information all around us hidden in myths and stories, telling us about the existence of true love.

Men and women are different from one another. We are meant to be together and reproduce. In this contemporary age of filth and corruption we are brainwashed to think differently: to be “free” and single, never have children and never reproduce, especially with a person having the same (white) race as you. Let us break free from this madness! Everyone has this one and only true person for them. ‘The One’ you might say. There are clues and information all around us hidden in myths and stories, telling us about the existence of true love.