January 11

The human heart can be heavy machinery to operate. The open heart is almost unbearably heavy at times. Times like these, we might add. There is so much pain within and without; it is so hard to resist the urge to slam shut the door, stop it all, fix it or make it stop. No real revelation in that, but what we want to say about it is this: the pain doesn’t need to be stopped.

Sometimes it can be left behind, for it is no longer necessary. You will find that this is increasingly true for many of you. For others, it will continue to challenge and hurt you.

So what to do? You know that the only real answer is love. But love that seeks no outcome, that accepts everything, that wants nothing. Oh, this is hard! It is part of your graduate study. Love that can coexist in peace with pain is indeed a powerful force.

*** Eckhart Tolle explains this well. This is not about being a coward and accepting evil. It is about facing the fact that evil exists, is powerful, is anchored deep in earthling psychology on this planet, unlike others, because of a profound spiritual sickness, the egoic mind; and so it is here to stay until humans change.

As for us, we must either do something about it (or support someone who IS) or accept it as a fact of life. To not accept reality makes us psychologically agitated all the time, eventually world-weary, and even physically sick.

I am now a kind of expert on how not accepting reality can harm your literal heart.

As I have written frequently, I suffered severe grief when Margi died, and while it has gotten better, with tomorrow being the fourth month since she left this dimension, it still recurs, exactly as friends warned me would be the case.

“At least a year, or more is how long the grief will last,” they warned.

Tis acute mourning kind of snuck up on me because since all my relatives (including my two daughters) radically shut me out of their lives over my racial and political views. I lost them all via being “excommunicated” and shunned by them — or via their death, such as my brother; all uncles and aunts; every cousin; and all four grandparents. But to lose all these people was not such a big deal. The relationship had died by their volition long before they did.

But with Margi I lost something different; a close and true friend; a fine woman, always feminine and dressed beautifully; a nice lover; a great cook; a smart, yes, brilliant conversationalist; a charming and likable person who was a huge asset to me here in town; and an ideological comrade — a naturally somewhat flawed but great human being — who was at the very center of my life for seventeen years.

The human species is meant to be males and females together. This is how God designed us.

Anyway, last night I went out to a tavern, had a Jamieson’s Irish Whisky, and played on the jukebox a beautiful song by the great songwriter from Arkansas, Wayland Holyfield (photo) “Could I have this dance?”

(This ballad was made famous by Canadian singer Anne Murray, who won a Grammy for it in 1981.)

But, sure enough, putting that song on it proved a mistake… in a way… because my heart began to literally ache again, like a burning-hot copper wire laid over my heart muscle, and my eyes filled with tears.

Two men came over — and they had both met Margi — and said comforting things. One bought me a drink. Having lived in emotionally cold and unfriendly New England and in scheming, calculating, manipulative Washington DC, it is great to live in the Midwest where many people really are caring.

In this all-white town, people leave their car unlocked and often the house door too.

For two years, 2015-17, because of deliberate slander by bribed and blackmailed WNs, which cut donations to me down drastically, I could not afford to keep a car on the road, my 1996 Crown Victoria,. which I still have and keep up.

But at least 15 times, trudging home with groceries — and we have a four to six-month winter here — both men and women stopped and gave me, a stranger buffeted by the wind, lugging food home, a lift back to my house.

Here now is this touching and romantic song by Wayland Holyfield, covered by a Canadian band, “Could I Have this Dance”:

Lyrics:

I’ll always remember the song they were playing the first time we danced, and I knew…

As we swayed to the music, and held to each other, I fell in love with you.

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life? Could you be my partner every night?

When we’re together, it feels so right; could I have this dance for the rest of my life?

 

I’ll always remember that magic moment, when I held you close to me…

As we moved together, I knew forever, you’re all I’ll ever need.

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life? Could you be my partner every night?

When we’re together it feels so right. Could I have this dance for the rest of my life?

 

Could I have this dance for the rest of my life? Could you be my partner every night?

When we’re together it feels so right, Could I have this dance for the rest — of — my — life?

The famous version by the very nordic Canadian Anne Murray:

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Well, I was proud of myself because, feeling with alarm this twinge in my heart, in my chest, I got a grip on my feelings.

I embraced coldly in full acceptance what is — she is physically gone.

I did exactly as Eckhart Tolle preaches we should do, and this turned the grief back down to a low simmer.

Hell, it is still there, but it’s manageable. Life goes on, and so must I, especially I must go on.

And this suffering makes me come across as more human.

When my religion begins, can you imagine the shock the jews will stir up? You know what is coming….

This crazed former Marine says he is Hitler reincarnated! “Hitler” is back, he says, and he hates and scapegoats the poor jews more than ever! Will he try to stir up a race war? Commit another Holocaust? [sic] Erect a new dictatorship and kick in our doors and take our guns? [sic] Will the swastika flag flutter over America and the Constitution be torn up? 

So it is okay for me to feel pain and show I am not a heartless monster — that I have the same human feelings, both joys and sorrows, grief and happiness, as anyone else. I just master those feelings. (And I give the Marine Corps some credit too for this.)

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“It’s all good,” as they say. And this is not just a trite saying, but a cosmic truth.

Everything happens for a reason, however painful God’s will is, and it has advantages as well as disadvantages… if you just sit back and think about it. I am blessed that I had Margi and I am blessed to be single and free to dedicate myself to ALL our race.

The NOW is what can save you, too. Accept what is today–  even if you do have an excellent plan to change it tomorrow.

So I take many supplements (expensive, sometimes) for my heart.

Arming up….

 

If you cannot live with a situation, then have a plan, go out and act on it!

But truly accept, first, in the depths of your heart, serenely, what is.

My wife is dead. And she ain’t comin’ back.

The jews are alive, and coming for our throats.

(You never see eyes this shade of dark-blue, except on Adolf Hitler. In indoor photos, they even seemed to be brown on him.)

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I know this — that wallowing in grief (and anger) about anything is wrong.

Including missing the Third Reich….

…or the so very brave Whites of the Confederacy, who fully understood the black problem….

….or just the old white America of the 1950s and 60s…. (which was also the dingbat collection that bombed Dresden)….

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For me, especially, to have a heart attack or stroke right in that tavern…. from putting that song on….

….would be to fail in my mission — which is to change at least ten percent — enough to win. 

Yes, transform the cowardly, dejected, defeated, and increasingly degenerate white masses into the noble human beings they can be.

As Hitler Germany showed, every White, whether born bright and beautiful or not, can turn into an Aryan.

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Remember: It took the whole jew-run planet six years to beat us, to defeat ONE country.

That is how powerful national socialism 1.0 was, and NS 2.0, the credible, life-improving religion, will be twice as transforming!

But I probably could not do this great mission if I were dead from hearing a song on the jukebox. 😉

So salvation — for me, and for our whole race — comes through completely accepting and then fully using the NOW.

And knowing myself…. and maybe not playing “Could I have this Dance” any more. 😉

John, there will plenty of time for you to dance with your Margaret AFTER your incarnation ends, AFTER you put us as a race on the great road to brilliant victory.

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*** back to the spiritual reading

The next few years will hold plenty of suffering and pain—for you, for those you hold dear and for many, many others you will never meet, but who share your fate on this planet. Now, don’t freak out—the next few years will also bring with them untold joy and expansion and union. It is not like this is the entrance to hell. Quite the contrary.

But it is a passage through much deep darkness. It is a time of clearing and clearing out that must come before the rejuvenation and rebuilding manifest fully.

So please—for your own sanity—try to keep this in mind. Given that there will be plenty of heartache and heartbreak, it really behooves you to have access to the only real balm there is—pure love.

Today is a good day for working with this idea. If and when you find yourself hurt, or you are watching someone else in pain, or even thinking about the suffering of another—try really opening your heart wide.

It will hurt more at first. That is pretty certain. But if you call for the universal love that is all around to flow through you, after a bit you may well begin to feel it. If you play with this, you will find that you are able to really feel the pain and at the same time, feel a deep and peaceful love.

This is, at least from some perspectives, the only means to be free from suffering, whatever this stupid world does.

And if you don’t want to do that, or can’t, then at least spend some time cultivating compassion and good will for all those (yourself foremost!) who are facing painful challenges. Do something kind, loving for them, but try not to be a “fixer.”

And if you encounter no one in your life who is in pain, then you will likely meet someone new, on the street, who could use 15 seconds of your love.

So the work which is suggested today is to open your heart in the midst of suffering and to love alongside the suffering, even to allow the pain to show you the way into the deeper realms of your own heart.

We love you through all the hard times and send you many blessings.

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“They were beautiful people, and so kind.” And they progressed from barbarism and slavery to where they are now. We can, too!
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