Hello everyone. Right now, I'd like to discuss something that's really been on my mind lately, and I keep thinking on it and I feel the need to post it here. If nothing else, perhaps it will launch some "alternative discussion" that isn't the usual Voat antics.

Some of you know me, and some of you don't. For those of you who don't know me, I'll offer up a bit of info.

For starters, yes, I'm just some random idiot college kid. I was an average conservacuck until 2016 when I began reading more on 4chan's /pol/ and found some rather (at the time) uncomfortable truths, particularly about WWII. Gradually, I found myself agreeing and eventually feeling a certain "freedom" in researching and eventually accepting the message that Adolf Hitler and the German Reich spread among its people and to the world.

It's interesting to me, because even as far back as 3rd grade I've always been something of a history guy. WWII was my absolute favorite era and I remember for many years watching every documentary and TV show that was centered around it. Over time, even when I was in middle school I recognized it, I always felt an odd "pulling" feeling whenever I'd see old video reels of the massive crowds at Nuremburg during NSDAP rallies, Hitler and his staff riding down the street with crowds all smiles and cheering, the lines of black-uniformed men in the SS marching along with their famed "Goose-Stepping"... I always felt a "call". I never really acknowledged it then, when I was smaller. I assumed it was just because they were the "bad guys" and I thought they had cool uniforms and helmets. Moving back into 2016 up to now though... I look back and feel as if there was something more to that "tugging" feeling. It's like (LIKE, I don't hear voices damn it) there was a little voice in the back of my head just saying "Hey... Look here. There's something you need to see,". I was too young and immature to see it when I was small, and perhaps it's fate or mere coincidence I took one more dive into reading about the Reich and what they stood for, who they fought for, the vision they held. Even today I find myself immersed in new knowledge relating to them that I never had heard of before. Anymore it's just small snippets of info, but it's all interesting nonetheless. Still to this day I have that "pulling" feeling, but it feels calmer and more... tranquil. I honestly have no words to describe it. I only know that it remains.

With that, I'd like to get started on the real topic. I will say first and foremost that this post is nothing more than a stream of consciousness from my thoughts and theories. I have spent no preparation time trying to format this. Try to bear with me....