While I used to enjoy attending some family holiday gatherings, nothing compares to liberated holiday weekends with fellow PAZNIANS/self-liberators. And unlike my first liberated holiday (an anarchist thanksgiving at John/Lily’s in Acapulco in 2018), this one was held at our Church of Self-Liberation (Our Nature Sanctuary) and included added self-sufficiency, new skills, and even more confidence/strive to build what we’re building here.

In true vonu zine fashion, the following is a report from the weekend with some details withheld for privacy/security reasons.

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“We are tribes of mind and soul, not defined by nation or race but by thought and substance. We are everywhere – and we are here to stay.” –Second Realm: Book on Strategy

On Thursday morning before anyone else had arrived, my dad and I got the weekend started by gathering up, slaughtering, and skinning my first lamb, Freddy². Of course, I partook in raw liver and other warm, fresh samplings.

[LESSON LEARNED: If you need to transport a lamb, a dog collar/leash works splendidly.]

While he has had a lot of experience processing deer, my dad has never done a lamb. So, I was quite surprised when the first stage of the process only took a couple hours. Freddy² then “relaxed” and cured for 24 hours or so until Ora, Herb, and I were ready to head over and tackle the remainder of the project.

Those two arrived on Thursday early afternoon and we had a spontaneous, unplanned PAZNIA Thanksgiving. I grilled a 4+ pound lamb leg and everyone else made their contributions. This was the theme for the weekend, but words don’t really do the food justice. On that Thursday evening, Scott Bowers arrived for a couple day stay in his camper, too.

Then, on Friday, we headed over to the shed on the adjoining property to quarter and further segment up Freddy² for the fridge/freezer.

Just as with the first step, I had no experience or real knowledge whatsoever, and so was kind of shooting blindly in the dark…I was again surprised when the entire process went extremely smoothly and took only another couple hours; thanks largely due to the trusty bow saw (pictured below) and ancient garden shears belonging to my great-grandmother, Cora, that we found lying around.

[FUN FACT: You can ferment meat/dairy, just as you can ferment cheese. In fact, the meat/organs are called “high meat”.]

Overall, the processing of Freddy² went extremely well, but we did find a couple of obstacles that will need to be overcome next year. Namely: 1) a better way to slaughter/obtain the blood, and 2) a way to acquire the brain without sawing/otherwise leaving bone fragments in the meat (brain is incredible to eat!). After all, we want to utilize as much of the animal as possible.

Saturday, we didn’t have much on the docket other than dab-laced blunts, more lamb, and more liberation. Of note, that morning, Silas Soule hit me up and said he’d be passing through; he arrived at noon for a day or so layover on his travels.

The magic of PAZNIA, and possibly the spontaneous order of the market, too (i.e. the sum of all voluntary human interaction).

After the ground unfroze that morning, we planted garlic cloves that were gifted to us from another PAZNIA out east (thank you, Stagg!). It’ll be incredible to have some fresh garlic on hand next year!

Sunday, we got moving early to hopefully slaughter/process Ora’s lamb before they had to leave by noon. My dad came out again to assist with the first couple steps (gathering up, slaughtering, and skinning), and then we quartered/further broke down Sand for the cooler. [Video Coming]

We finished, cleaned up a bit, and checked the time – from start-to-finish, we had it knocked out in just over two hours. With how easy lamb is from start-to-finish (i.e. from raising to processing), I’m definitely thinking about focusing my efforts on them, versus pastured pig like I was considering…we’ll see.

Finally, after Ora’s cooler was filled, we headed back to the homestead for a PAZNIA Scramble (leftover lamb leg, bacon, scrambled eggs, cheese). Again, words just don’t do it justice.

Everyone took off on Sunday, and Naomi and I are now settling back in here until our next visitors, preparing for all that is to come in 2021.

As I begin to wrap up, I want to emphasize how liberating and empowering self-sufficiency and the Second Realm culture truly are. For those who have attended freedom festivals like Jackalope or the Midwest Peace and Liberty Fest, you have a damn good idea of what I’m talking about in terms of the culture; and for those who have pursued/are pursuing vonu lifestyle changes, you certainly understand the freeing nature of said liberated lifestyles.

Put another way, it’s the act of transmuting an area of previous dependency (in regards to this report, food independence) into an area of abundance. And as we’ve talked about on The Vonu Podcast, vonu fosters other vonu.

Using me as an example again, now that I’ve acquired some level of food independence (a lot of muscle meat and organs, and hopefully a deer this season still), I will be able to save/invest that previous (rather large) expense into other vonu operations here at the homestead, not to mention I’ll have two less animals to feed over the winter months. All good things.

Furthermore, we even briefly discussed larger butchering operations; so, potentially additional sources of income and routes towards financial independence.

In summation, as the Technocratic Demons of Babylon push for their so-called “Great Reset”, let’s make strides towards our own Great FREEset; a mission wherein we make ourselves as invulnerable to the coercers as possible by building free, autonomous Second Realms.

There are many alternatives to the Beast track, trace, and control society. Whether you wish to be a node in the overarching Second Realm network, or an isolated outpost of you and your family, it all pushes things in the right direction. It’s as Rayo said in the 1960’s:

“Freedom does indeed ‘need’ more full-time professionals; not collective-movement preachers seeking a coterie of followers, but explorers/inventors/developers of liberated life-ways.”

Oh, and did I mention, liberation is fun?