it's been awhile. life is a trip.

I have not updated this for some time, but now here I am, back online, with plenty of time to take all the notes that I have been writing & get back to blogging. first of all, let me tell the story of what has happened this year... 2018 I began actively praying to my Heathen Gods every morning, at first rather unstructured but as time went on I developed a ritual. I reached out to AFA on FB. December of 2017, I got a job as an extra in a tv show about future astronauts, called " the first". I began traveling from where I lived in Bayou L'ourse outside of Morgan City, Assumption Parish, Louisiana; to New Orleans to various set locations. I met lots of interesting people on the sets & heard their stories. I met a woman from Germany. I went on many more sets, "Semper Fi" "Klaus", "Semper Fi" again, "NCIS" "the Dirt". all were amazing experiences, I learned so much about the industry that I plan to use to build WUNS productions. 1987 is the parent company I have built & have as a PayPal business account. At that time I also got banned from FB for some things I said about "all niggers should hang" -quoting FMJ in response to a video of africans screaming "burn whitey"; & calling robert deniro a "nigger lover" in response to an anti-white comment of his. I had made contact with Yury Vukovic, a Serbian Slavic Pagan farmer. I learned much from him & continued on my path to my Heathen Gods, doing ritual & reading about Blottr. In February or March, I turned to VK which I had not used much before but had an account; I forget how, but I'm sure I was linked to it by fellow WNS's; on VK I reached out to any Louisiana bases WNS I could find. I got in touch with Cory Hankins, at that time the state rep of Crew 41. I also got in touch with Adam Wells, a new recruit. I had decided to go up to Denham Springs & meet them. I cleaned up Thomas's house before he got home, & left right after he arrived. I drove to Donaldsonville & as I crossed the Sunshine Bridge over the Mississippi river, I remarked "life is a trip", which I have said again for one reason or another practically every day since. I made it to Cory's house in DS & we had a bonfire as he explained to us the rules of probating for Crew 41. I stayed that weekend at Cory's house, Adam left to go to work as a big truck driver. Cory was a perfect gentleman; he & I discussed National Socialism & the state of the movement. He told me who to contact in the chain of command & I spoke to the president of C41, Ryan Hess. Cory later took me to meet C41 VP Brandon Hoffpauir. I later moved in with Adam & his fiancee Wendi as a live-in Mary Poppins nanny for her children. I continued my C41 activities. I made more VK friends & one day I was riding around with Cory I met Svetlana on the phone. she had called him to ask for help, she lived in Sacramento & at that time the niggers were rioting. I have talked to Svetlana every day since, I call her Sis. I determined that I would seek to walk the Path of the Volur, to be a Witch in the Heathen tradition. I met a blacksmith named Roger, who taught me to forge knives from railroad spikes & horseshoes & a nail. He saw himself as a christian/pagan & identified with Injun culture, having lived in Oklahoma. I told him that I embrace my European Heathen culture & am not ashamed to be White, & that I love Adolf Hitler. he was inspired to create a large sword & bearded ax. He really likes jamming to Metallica while he forges. I continued studying for the Louisiana notary exam, but alas, I missed it. it was June 3rd. I was talking to fellow Folkish Heathens on VK when I came into contact with Butch, who invited me to a Summer Solstice Blottr in Tennessee at the end of June. I agreed to go, left my Ol Bessie truck with Hoffpauir & had Wendi drop me off in Biloxi, where I caught a ride with Butch to Decatur to the home of Brian & Mila, the mead-brewers, who gave me way too much alcohol. I don't remember but apparently, I drank many glasses of beer & mead & moonshine. I woke up at 5am the next morning wondering what had happened. Butch apparently had to put me in the guest room on the air bed. Mila made grits & bacon for breakfast. the day brought Erik & Angie our Godi & Gytha. ike baker of League of the South, ethan sandburg, zee & her husband & daughter Cori, & Charles Howell. Chuck is a lifelong Heathen who had been solitary til he met Brian by chance one day in a grocery store in Chattanooga where he lives. Chuck brought some Heathen artwork he had made, & Angie & I poured over it, deciphering the Runes, she was impressed with the speed at which I am able to read the Runes; I felt special. Chuck looked at me & fell in love. at Brian & Mila's house, we women made beer brats for the feast & everyone brought cases of Yuengling Lager. We made a large wooden Rune of life Algiz & wrapped it in burlap. we then loaded it in Erik's Dodge ram & drove it a few miles south to the WNKc on Shiloh Ridge. I rode in the Khes holding onto it so that it would's fall out while going up the steep terrain. we put it up in the center of a clearing & doused it in kerosene. we then went back to the feast. We each gave a toast "Skal". there was a drizzle of rain, then we went back to the WNKc & held the Blot. I hung out with Chuck & talked to him. I was very impressed by him. when we were done with the ritual, we all went back to B&M's & people got tattoos from Cori. I walked down the hill with Chuck to his Chevy Silverado & we had some fun. he leaned over to me & kissed me & declared that I am his woman. I told him that I was becoming a Volva, which means devoted to the Gods as a seeress. He insisted that a great warrior could marry a Volva. we slept a while in his truck, but at the end of the night, I had to go back to Biloxi with Butch. Louisiana awaited, but when Adam & Wendi came to pick me up, they said that I should move out. they had been fighting before I left, but had patched things up over the weekend. so I spent the month of July in Baton Rouge with Hoffpauir, & getting messages & calls from Chuck. he sent me beautiful poems every day. I began to love him. I got a job at a restaurant called Blackwater Bayou, where I washed the dishes. I enjoyed it very much & worked double shifts most days. I lived at Judy's house, renting a room but sleeping on the couch. I began making trips to Pontchatoula every other week to see my children, which I had with me every other week while living in Denham Springs. I spent my free time in BR with Roger, learning to forge & talking about the Gods. Hoffpauir continued to work on his motorcycle. in August, the Heathens in Wotan's Nation in Tennessee called me to come back, but I missed the ride with Butch so Chuck put me on a last-minute (expensive) flight out of BR to Chattanooga, so Hoffpauir dropped me off at the BR airport; which he told me he helped build when he worked as an Ironworker; & I said "life's a trip" as we took off. it was an amazing journey on which I had embarked. my flight landed in North Carolina & I ran to the other side of the airport to get on my next flight from there to Chattanooga. my phone would not work at all during this trip. it was night by then, & a short flight, I slept. I got off in Chattanooga, walked down the gangway, & right then, Chuck reached the top of the stairs, where he & I embraced, romantically kissed, & went down the stairs. He told me that he & his local Ironworker union had worked on that airport. He drove me around Chattanooga, & it was midnight when we reached his home in East Ridge. the next day, we drove up to the WNKc & surprised everyone, especially Butch, who thought I wasn't coming. since I rode a plane, I had no weapons. we worked on building the tent we would use as a temporary Hof. we got it done, & celebrated. Chuck proposed to me right there in front of everyone & I said yes. Erik came up & happily declared that we could have our handfasting up there. I caught the ride back to Biloxi, MS with Butch. it was time to go back to Louisiana again, Roger came to Biloxi to pick me up. Blackwater Bayou had gone out of business so I worked a job scraping insulation, then went to work for another restaurant called MePa's. I washed the dishes & got Hoffpauir in there as a line cook. I took Hoffpauir & Judy down tha Bayou to my dad's house so that we could borrow the Mustang, since Judy's car had been stolen. I stayed DtB to spend time with my family. I found out that my old High school friend Ashley Orgeron was selling her 1999 Ford Explorer at scrap price, so I paid $200 for it. I went up to Denham Springs & dug a boat out of the pond by Spy's house. I named it "R" & it is my Pirate boat. I drove Ol Bessie to Biloxi to Butch's home & we drove to Erik & Angie's home, where Chuck was waiting. I made Gumbo for Freyfaxi. We went to eat at a restaurant in Rome, GA with Butch & Erik, called the brewhouse. I ordered a rare burger. on the menu it was called the "ragin Cajun", it was good but it wasn't Cajun. I stayed with Chuck for a week & a half, & attended the Freyfaxi Blottr. I got to see where he worked at the metal fab shop. Butch left before me so after a while, Chuck had to drive me back to Biloxi. we got there, & saw Butch. I got in Ol Bessie & went down the road to find a gas station when her right front tire caught a blowout, so I called USAA, & Chuck drove me to Pontchatoula, & BR. I had told him that if he wanted me to marry him that he would have to come to Louisiana & see my life. we met Roger, Judy, & Hoffpauir, Dad, Monique, Terrence, Tre & Nolan. Chuck told Dad that he intended to marry me & asked for his blessing. The next day, we drove back to Biloxi to change the tire, & afterwards, I brought him to Biloxi beach. he was so happy. but he was sad to be leaving me behind. while back in Louisiana I worked with Roger & spent time with my family. I call Hoffpauir "big brother". Roger taught me to stick weld! in September, Chuck got me a train ticket back to Atlanta. I tried to make it on time but I missed it. so I rescheduled the ticket for the end of October, & he came to get me. I spent a couple of weeks with him in Chattanooga, & we also visited Erik & Angie at their home in Rome, GA. We held a small private Blottr at their home Hof for the Autumn Equinox. I went to work with Chuck at the fab shop, where I cleaned up the trash, helped by operating the crane, laying out measurements on steel, punching holes with the big machine, & collected cans for recycling. I also chopped firewood & we held ritual at home. in October, I returned to get my dad's Mustang & bring it back to the Bayou. Judy had called & reported her car stolen (finally) & the Dept of wildlife & Fisheries found it & busted tiny mike. I spent my time packing my stuff up in boxes to mail to Chattanooga, working on my Explorer which I have named 'Wanderer', & spending time with my babies. I met Abigail & her husband, she's from the Bayou but he's from Colorado, & a 4th generation Blacksmith. both are Heathens. Abigail's daughter Arya goes to Headstart with Gertrude. dad was pessimistic about my efforts with Wanderer. I got Wanderer running. I drove it to Larose, & took Trudy & Nolan on a drive down Chester Lee & up Buchannan, which they enjoyed. I packed my stuff up in it & dad is taking care of it while i'm in Tennessee. I dropped Trudy off at school, & Nolan off with the Thibodauxs, then dad drove me to Monique's house where we spent the night, & then in the morning to the train station in Slidel. I caught the train to Atlanta where Chuck was waiting for me, I ran up & kissed him. we then went to Erik & Angie's house to spend the night. in the morning I cooked the Boudin I brought & Angie made pastries. the next weekend, Chuck & I went build the outhouse at the WNKC We held Samhain Blottr, we lit a wooden Hagalaz Rune, to represent the Goddess Hel. then we camped out that night, me & Chuck, Erik & Angie, Darian & Kenyan. Butch decided not to camp. (lol he complained that the outhouse we built was not handicap accessible). I am now a Sworn-in member of Wotan's Nation & Inrar. I take my oath seriously. Erik has appointed me Troop leader of the Youth organization, & my task is to write up lesson plans. he told me to draw from the Hitler Jungend manual, boy & girl scout manuals, & other relevant materials. I am honored & will carry out my duties. Sieg Heil. Hail WOTAN.