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Click on the envelope above to read sections of letters send from the Hitlers in the year 2000

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

MY ESCAPE FROM THE HITLERS

I come from Austria and I have lived here in this peaceful country called Australia for more than 22 years. But my life wasn't always this peaceful and loving.

This story is my life story and it is not only about Austrian Hitlerism but the unloving experiences I have made in that country and how it has changed and influenced my life.

This is my story and I am sure you will find it incredible. Having escaped from Hitlerism had its price which I had to pay, such as causing my father's earlier death, being disinherited. Having to give up my old country was difficult when I did it, but what I have gained was worth it. I have gained these basic items: 

 Namely:

  • To be allowed to be human,

  • To be treated with a minimum of respect as human, and 

  • To feel human.

There are countries and regimes where people's purpose is to ensure authorities survive. Where boys are bread for this purpose, and I am one of those. Where Hitler has had indoctrinated the youth, such as my father's generation, who were brain washed to believe that authorities have to be feared. That authorities are "a kind of god". This is my story and the suffering that I (and others) had to endure for the purpose of Authorities.

When I say "Hitlers" I don't actually specify the Nazi Party in particular, but any form of authority who in some form or another uses or used the Nazi's method of intimidation.

One of those countries was the country of my birth, and the situation became so bad that at the end I had no choice but to leave. 

This pages is my story and it is sad as well as informative. Please note that my story is "neither a fiction nor my invention", no matter how many people would like to make you believe that.

As this story is my true story, there is no point into getting into any form of argumentation. What has happened has happened, one can forget, forgive and let go, but the story remains the story. It does not change and it never changes. What has happened can not be undone. It can only be forgiven.


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