I've mentioned a couple of times before that I live in the Ozarks, but in the past few weeks I've been feeling compelled to say a little bit more about that. You see, my wife and kids and I didn't get here by accident, but we also didn't exactly come here on purpose. We were brought to the Ozarks through a certain chain of events that had what I consider to be unmistakable markers of "divine intervention." That probably sounds a little goofy to most of you, but since we arrived here years ago, we've heard similar stories from and about a lot of people in the area. For example, one man I know personally told me that he had a dream where he was shown a part of the country he didn't recognize, and when he woke up and looked around on a U.S. map, he realized the place he had seen was somewhere in the general area of Crane, Missouri. https://pic8.co/sh/lBzXxH.png Speaking of Crane, which is in Stone County MO, that town is about 95% White, and less than half a percent black. And this is pretty typical within a large region encompassing several counties on either side of the Missouri-Arkansas border. There are many lovely little towns and cities around here, with a good culture in addition to their racial homogeneity. As you may know, some of these places (e.g. Harrison AR, in Boone County) even have a reputation for White solidarity and activism. There are a number of explicitly White Nationalist initiatives operating in the Ozarks – like [Billy Roper's](https://sites.libsyn.com/275471/billy-roper) people who have some great things going on around Stone and neighboring Arkansas counties – as well as other activities and groups that are practically White-only just because of their values and interests and where they're located. My point here is, if you find that any of this sparks some kind of drive or calling inside of you, give it some serious thought and consider the possibility that Ozarkia is where you're meant to be, too. Edit, link to the anonymous author's Telegram post: https://t.me/everyday1350/2199