Thursday, October 17, 2013

thursday, 17 october 2013

afternoon,
up in the states visiting my son. 
haven't written here for months,
and wanted to see if I could still post here..

interesting to come back to the US after so many years away;  see the trends I saw from my last visit years ago continuing...

people even deeper into vanities, while the bottom rots out...

never seen so many homeless...
most look like white trash or drug addicts..

but they're still people with problems that aren't being addressed, and it saddens me to see...

the US government fomenting wars in far places, to support a terminal status quo...

all the money vacuumed up by people who have too much...

and almost nobody with a clue as to the eventual destination of Alien Arrival Day....

one interesting thing I've run into, is the term neoindigenous now has websites galore built around it.. ten years ago or less the only usage online was for new poetry in archaic styles, and my writings on this blog...

personally, I continue on, heading that direction however possible....

as it creates a vector away from the path of current society...

I see online that women on date sites have photos up that span ten years or more, and all the photos obviously taken for date sites...

they're getting old, and usually chubby or worse, being the princesses of vanity and displeasure...

I personally have seen the problems up close and personal, another relationship the same games...

several women, same monster...

manipulation attempts via being nasty...

and I don't mean naughty....

anyway, its a sunny day, likely to be heading back to the Jungle in a few weeks...

not sure if it will be solo or not...

G




Friday, March 15, 2013

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Morning,
Just getting my routine going.
made a fire, tea, left overs, emails,
And watched a few bushcraft videos..

Guitar is next, but thought Id write as I was sipping my tea...

Thinking about gear junkies, and all the grear thats been left behind in my life... Some thru misfortune.. Other stuff because I got things I liked better etc...

Misfortune has been the worst factor. And its been invariably linked to the affects of other humans on me, via my naive nature, and how humans really are..

The older I get, the more I realize the dichotomy that is the human animal..

I also realize that keeping one's materialism minimal promotes mobility.. That the less I own, the easier it is to leave bad situations..

And if I were more contempory, Id limit what I owned to my vehicle's ability to transport it in one trip....

Having no vehicle, im kind of lost between worlds, from what I can pack on my back, to what I can maybe get some help moving with someone else's pickup etc...

I notice that I invariably have too much stuff, and always want more...

And that others seem to have the mental affliction even worse than I do...

So I try to at least think about my materialism in its order of priority in a refugee situation..

That a crisis is also another method of shedding excess stuff..

I went thru a nasty divorce, and another failed longer term relationship..  Both times, what I owned got reduced drastically.. But looking back, I see that I should have gotten rid of much more than I lost being processed..

I think the easy cure, would be to run a fairly constant yard sale.. Or just to constantly try to give things away...

The problem is that its really too easy to get stuff..  All you have to do is some slavery..

So theres a balance point somewhere between going along with the game,  and getting free of it...

A lot of my excess materialism is from trying to improve what I have. One ends up still holding onto the lesser items and it builds up over time...

Another curse, is good deals.. Sucked into plenty of excess materialism via that route..

I suspect if one survives the collapse, wars, plagues etc.. That there will be so much materialism around that it wont be much of an issue for awhile..

People will raid houses with desicated corpses in them for what ever they want to pack off..

And its not a sure thing that I or you wont be one of the corpses..

Especially if we try to stay on our hoard when wisdom dictates otherwise..

Which is why Im looking forward to some up coming give away opportunities in my life..

And why if I can I will improve my transportation situation....

And now when I buy things, mobility factor is most often a  criteria...

Anyway, wanted who ever who happens to read this to think about materialism versus mobility.. And that in whats coming, what you can get for yourself may be worse than what you can keep from getting...









Monday, September 3, 2012

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Afternoon, looks like the afternoon wet season rain soon..

Watched some bush craft videos this morning, I find they put me in a good frame of mind...

Sad the educational system seems to be turning out people who have problems speaking now..

But what should one expect? 12 years to learn what one could learn in less than half that time if system was really effective...

Surely another sign of the slide into collapse?

I see a lot of people really going overboard on gear, paying way too much for stuff because their vanity really doesnt know whats practical..

Small axes over $100, knives at $200 and up..

But they think the more they spend, the better they are...

I see it different; that if they really knew their stuff, theyd know a cheaper axe with good temper will do everything their spendy one will..

Except brag...

And I find I like making knives and other gear better than buying them..

Id think a bush craft type with top quality gear was impressive, if he wasnt making house payments..

Id rate them more, by time in the brush than cost of gear...

Its an old syndrome Ive written about before, guys using purchases because its all they can do. Tied into the system by the gonads...

My advice, is to think of the word "decent" and go for a balanced life..

Get decent quality tools, thats all you really need, and the more you can make yourself the better.. The more you buy, the less you learn, the more you spend, the less you know...

And if you arent actually working your way out of the system, your chances of surviving its demise are small..

No doubt there will be hundreds of thousands of $100 axes, rusting, radio active, and with charred handles in the rubble because their Mommy wouldnt let them get out in time...

The Chernobyl videos on you tube are eye opening..

I wouldnt live within a hundred miles of a nuke anything..

The nearest nuke target to me is about 6 hours driving time..

Almost far enough...

Just had lightning hit close, flash and bang at same time, so within 50 yards or so...

Not uncommon.. Likes the springs and creeks on my mountain... I dont go to the spring in thunder storms..

More lightning here than any place Ive ever seen.. Takes out a lot of cattle and horses...

Its hitting all around me now.. But Im likely OK, springs above me..

Have been experimenting lately with bees wax on steel tools.. To prevent rust.. I like it...

One knife I did buy was a paratroopers hook bladed pocket knife.. For use as s refugee grains harvesting knife..

Paid $6... Locals didnt know what it was..

Im keeping an eye on the Iran thing..
Once, nearly 40 years ago, I came into a port, Simbawang Singapore, and there was an Iranian Destroyer in the berth ahead of ours...

It was an old WW2 British Destroyer by its lines and guns...

It had extra weapons added everywhere.. And the Ship was immaculate.. The quarter deck watch was armed with sub machine guns..

They looked like a bad news military..

So I dont think Id bad mouth them.

Its the meanest dog that bites the hardest...

Anyway, I see a bunch of gadget head survivalist types...

Rescue whistle heads...

Only use I could think of for whistles, is so everyone could converge on the Federal building at the same time..

I have a whistle, but consider that its for signaling friends who've separated for some logical reason, or for sounding an alarm...

And its a metal whistle..

Plastic tends to be temporary stuff...

One thing Ive learned about materialism, is getting too much stuff is easy, getting the right stuff is hard.. And the right stuff is invariably the most practical for the job, not the most expensive, or the most advertised, nor what everyone else is buying...

It can only be learned via experience.. Which means the less practical items you try along the way should be given to those behind you on the learning curve..

I find desire to be a really bad vice...

Its incredibly powerful..
So I try to only desire the right stuff...

It takes a lot to get me to want something now..




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Sunday, August 26, 2012

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Morning...

A pretty one..

Worked on my heavy cord net bag for my back pack project. Practiced guitar, and checked out online for anything in the way of news that Im interested in, which isnt much these days...

I dont like politics, period...

And if I still lived in the US its unlikely Id bother wasting the time or gas to go vote for choice of puppet sleaze bags..

More likely Id be just concentrating my efforts on getting out of the system.

Which seems to be now becoming at least the male thing to do..

What one learns living outside of the system, is that its vastly preferable..

I dont believe in government anymore, no more than I believe in anarchy.. Neither works for the people nor for me..

Its much better that I focus on what I can do to improve my own life outside of the money system..

One of my realizations over time, has been that guys who support the system are just screwing themselves on all levels..

I recently did a you tube tour of people living in vans and off grid..

25% of kids in the US now live in poverty, social spending is about to be drastically cut, and the rich are getting wealthier by the second..

It aint right...

And it aint going to get fixed short of a civil war, and thats really sad...

Politics has become dysfunctional..

And what we are running out of is time...

I notice that the majority of people into bush craft, living in Vans, and off the grid, on you tube, are males...

They will discover the same things I did...

That not having a wife is a serious form of freedom once you get over the losses..

Some guys are opting out voluntarily, others being disenfranchised by job loss followed by divorce..

All will figure out the system didnt work for them..

The numbers will steadily increase as the collapse progresses...

I noticed a new phrase in the american lexicon; guerrilla gardening etc.

I see that as a good sign.. That people are starting to think about growing food anywhere possible..

Ive written about the same concept for years in blogs...

That mobility is critical, and land ownership has become arbitrary..

Who owns the planet?

I think whats going to happen is an exodus from the system, mostly by males at first.. There are reportedly 100 million single males on the planet.. A small few are just starting to figure out that being out of the system can work better for a guy than being in it..

One learns to minimize wants, one learns to become self sufficient. One learns that the old life really sucked bad..

Basically the trend of this part of the century is going to be out system..

From now until the collapse or the nuclear war..

Then it will accelerate rapidly..

The system is the problem..

The system supports women at male expense, with no return benefits..

And the only way to stop that is male liberation being a move outside of it..

I have nothing against a good woman.. But I dont know if enough exist to bother thinking about..

Ive spent several years on date sites, at first with hope, and eventually as a personal psychological study of women....

What Ive learned has been a real eye opener..

That basically women are vanity heads and comfort freaks who think males owe them a living on one level or another, and that they can treat us any way they wish and get away with it...

So my advice to males, is work towards the exits...

Wife or no..

And if she's a bubble head, your divorce is only a matter of time anyway, best be getting your brush rat existence booted as best possible any way you can in preparation. Because her mindset is likely to be divorce when you lose your job anyway...

True love we should call that...

What I notice is even women who say they want out of the system, really want to have their cake and eat it too..

Living in the countryside is fine, if it includes a nice house, a nice car, and a nice plastic card...

Basically they think the life boat needs to be as plush as the staterooms on the Titanic....

What they are in effect saying, is they want you to work a job and support the system, and also grow them food..

Well, not likely you can do both satisfactorily, as the economy goes into the shitter...

To do that requires mechanization, ie just another dependency on the system...

I suggest you work on your lifeboat instead, and know there will be plenty of women to choose from, when the ship goes down... Just pick the one you want out of the cold water...

When that happens, they will be a lot more humble about choice of life boats...

And the guys who kept women happy, will suddenly be looking over the edge of the cliff...

This morning as I worked on my pack sack project, I was thinking about the Australian national anthem, Waltzing Matilda... Its about a man gone walkabout.. Matilda is his ruck sack, and he's camping by a billibong, read; water hole...

Its a nice vignette, a guy camping... Free... And the analogy is that freedom for men is not having a woman...

Very true...

The only thing worse than not having a woman, is having the wrong woman..

And I doubt there are many right women...

The right type would have their priorities straight...

Mate before vanity and comfort...

You and her against the world, not her and the world against you...

The women on farms in China committing suicide tells the
Story...

Having enough to eat isnt good enough for them..

Poverty is a state of mind...

Its a result of wanting more than you can get, instead of doing what you can, to get what you actually need...

Ive lived humble for years...

What I figured out, is the battle is to learn not to want more than you can practically do...

And i found out that real happiness comes from fundamentals like having a warm dry place to sleep, and something to eat every day, and being free of the system....

Everything else is a vanity...

Its raining as I write.. Im eating hot bread, Im warm and dry..

And now days, I mostly use stuff from the system to reduce my need of the system... Gardening tools, crafts projects that better my life, or better my preparedness for whats coming..

And I seem to have an overage on all levels..

I need to stash a few more clothes, get a box of files, stock up on some simple medicines etc... But basically Im there...

The system could crash tomorrow and Id never miss a meal...

I give food away almost every week, and tons rot on the ground..

Not good enough for the Babylon babes...

I am free!

Free at last, free at last! Thank God, Im free at last!

And thats what the guys who give up on the system will figure out, that after they quit crying, life gets so much better, especially without a woman hounding you because she aint getting rich quick enough...

Well, Im not designed to be an enrichment device..

Im designed to survive and maybe help a woman feed some kids...

Been there, done that, got zero appreciation...

So here I am free...

And this morning I got my net bag's bottom finished, and next stint will see me coming up the sides. Its to go on a wooden pack board frame, so I can carry anything I need to...

Built to last a life time...

Its nominally for my refugee/bug out stuff.. I check in on civilization via the web, and it gives me constant incentive to work on my projects to get ready for the demise of human civilization...

Pretty obvious whats happening, the slide into the abyss, and hillary and Obongo arent going to save me, theyre too busy saving their bankster and Wall Street buddies...

Anyway, looks like people are figuring it out, some at least...

Its gonna be ugly! Glad I have nothing behind me except miles of jungle....

The jungle is my home now, has been for years...

This morning as I was writing an email, a skink jumped on my back.. I knew what it was instantly, heavier than a tree frog plop or a leaping lizard hit...

They dont fear me, Im not crazy anymore like the rest if the humans...

Enough years out of the system to see it for what it is....






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