Hitler's Dog

VISIONARY ART

First Dog of the Third Reich

Hitler's Dog Speaks!

"I have chosen this time to break my silence. It has been 60 years since I too met my end in the bunker. Does no one wish to hear my voice? This writing man is a fine Facilitator who has enabled me to express my thoughts in such a luxurious way.

The Fuhrer loved dogs because dogs understand the need for men to be appreciated. A man is born to be a master and dogs are born to serve.

I am proud that the Fuhrer chose me to be his dog. I knew that he was no ordinary Man. Whether to glory or doom, I was certain that this Being in a Body would propel others to ‘follow the leader’ by his firm resolution and self-determination. He was driven by something outside of himself. Truly he was a zealot like no other. Anybody can blow themselves up for a cause, but how many work their whole life relentlessly for a single purpose?

Now if you find this amazing talk for a dog, you do not know much about how the astral plane operates. I am no idiot and neither is your dog if you have one. Although you have to communicate to us in our language, you’d be surprised how much of you we imbibe. We are descended from the Wolf, a sacred animal to the Red People, native inhabitants of the North American continent.

My impressions of the Fuhrer regarding those around him and his last moments are at once clear and bittersweet. Above all he could not believe that his magnificent idea, so close to completion was crumbling around him. Some think that Germany’s destruction finished him, but his idea’s DOWNFALL hurt him so much more. After realizing that there was no hope (except some glimmer for a distant future where he was long gone) he resigned himself to the Emptiness of Death.

He secretly loathed Goebels (who didn’t?), but always admired his wife Magda, and their children.

He was appreciative of his attendants and didn’t want them to see Him lose Faith even in (especially in) the FINAL HOURS.

He hated Goering and blamed his exaggeration of the Luftwaffe’s capabilities for the Allies’ disastrous bombings of German cities. This is one reason He didn’t adopt the futuristic jet plans that the US now uses to rule the world. He didn’t trust Goering!

He made gestures of anger towards Himmler, but secretly understood his movements. Do you think He lost his deadly accurate political sensibilities?

He thought Hanna Reitsch was a powerful woman indicative of the true spirit of Germany, who served so honorably, that she alone deserved to live.

He married Eva with no reluctance and found some comfort in this closure.

He knew that he’d be hated for 100-200 years, but hoped a more awakened humanity would realize that He was right and that He alone had the courage to face the truth.

(You wouldn’t believe the feelings He was emoting at this time. So much despair and lost vibration… When it was just He and I, He would pour his feelings to me. I accepted.)

Again, this is not so strange for a dog to say. I felt these things from Him in the Final Hours. Now that I am discarnate and have the lexicon of the Facilitator at my disposal, I can express anything I want. The Facilitator has considered this point himself lately, calling it a form of Super Channeling, where he gives his Mind to the Spirit to do with as they please.

The last words Mein Fuhrer spoke to me as he closed my jawbone on the cyanide capsule was,
“For Germany my boy. For me.”

As for feelings regarding my demise, no better honor could befall the First Dog of the Third Reich."