wise enough to realize more of the same will only cause more of the
same problems.....
pretty soon, more & more gets you somewhere ugly...... people resent
their shit, and we've gone from having a body politic that believes
common normalcy to be right and good, to one that is waking up to the
facts of life, that a pie in the sky TV dream world is low calorie
living when it comes to personal well being..... And that an elite
milking the dogshit out of us while pretending to help us, is not a
credible path forward.....
Its not socialism versus capitalism, its getting your own shit
together to get out the far side of the problems caused by the crap
that happens when too many humans start grouping up......
its high school social drama amplified....
much better to take up fishing or gardening alone than get caught up
in that......
Its probably why they make us spend so many years in school, so we
begin to think petty social trips are life......
That and the constant authority figures telling you how and what to think......
I think its better to make some time to think without the babble... I
dont like a noise box squawking all my waking hours.... Shut that shit
off, enjoy the silence, let some personal thoughts drift in, really
begin to think about things, and not just suck up the noise into your
brain like vacuuming up dirt and garbage... shut the vacuum cleaner
off, open the door, let the sun shine in, hear the birds......
dare to be different....
you may just find out who you really are, if you let go of the
outside influences....
you might even decide you like yourself just fine....
Maybe need touched up here and there, a bit of mental house cleaning
and reorganizing, its been awhile since you paid attention to
yourself....
do something you'd like to do, instead of being a TV zombie.... get
out and throw a stick for the dog, or something fulfilling like
that......
Those TV cardboard cutouts dont need you, they've got billions of
others mesmerized into doing the Zombie Rumba....... step out of
line nobody will notice, they have their eyes transfixed on the
flashing screen.... I used to wonder if hypnotism was real or
not..... guess I didnt notice what the TV actually did, or I wouldnt
have been asking myself such stupid questions......
later, hiked down to bottom of farm and brought up a sack of bananas...
Thinking all the while how some of the older subburbs were a
microcosm of life in the wild as free humans..... if you took those
old big lot properties in town, with their small houses, big yards,
big gardens and fruit trees in the back, and you set them down into a
hole in the forest, you'd pretty much have what it takes to have a
good life..
All the fundamentals are there, just need a bit of jockying to
readapt to a life not connected to the technocult.....
The entrance road/driveway needs to be longer, out thru the forest,
and to grandmother's house....
The Orchard needs to be bigger by several times so you can fill a
cellar with fruit carefully wrapped in old newsprint and boxed with
plenty of ventilation, but still a bit of cool dampness to prevent
drying out......
And the garden needs to be a two stage affair, with the part closer
to the house being for herbs and veggies, and a much bigger area
behind that for corn, potatoes, tomatoes, squash, & pumkins...
And then behind the small barn you have another growing area for wheat
and such that you plow with the horse....
The house is small for good reasons, thats all you need, and its
easier to heat, clean, and keep repaired.... The plumbing is
simple, perhaps a pitcher pump on the sink, and out the back door
the well trodden path to the little shed far enough away from the
house for proper seperation of what goes into and out of the body.....
the house is on a bit of a high spot for drainage, and the flowers
like it sunny, so you have an open to the sky yard.... there is a
couple pasture areas to switch to animals back & fourth into, and
maybe a chicken house with a cement floor, nesting boxes up on the
back wall and the front full of windows facing the sunshine......
out beyond the clearing the forest starts, with some trails up the
mountain to skid in small logs or poles with the horse for
stovewood...
There are mushrooms in the forest, medicinal plants, and wood for
crafts, and the wild nut trees, for the gathering... The deer like
to come into the pasture in the evening shadows and taste the sweet
clover, and there's a porch on the house so you can sit out and watch
them, or play music as the sun softly sets behind the little house....
The house is mostly living room and kitchen, with a wood stove in
each, and maybe a fireplace as well....
the bedroom is up the steps, and is small, but warm with a dormer
window for light.... in the eaves is some storage space.....
The kitchen has a stout table, and some cabinents, a box for bread,
another for salt in the pantry behind, with a door out to the back
porch where the summer kitchen is for canning and such.....
There is a swing in the back yard, with a tire cut and turned inside
out for a safe seat for the kids... a dirt pile with toys sticking
out here & there where the kids left them for supper....
The house and yard are clean and organized and well cared for, and
there's a sewing table in the small living room by a south window...
The furniture is rustic, and made by hand, but of good hardwoods from
the forest... and the wood box is always full, and the woodshed
always looking too empty, so when there is nothing else to do you
catch the horse, tell him its a workin' day, and go skid some poles
from the forest... But he knows there's some corn due for his
services at the end of the day, and he likes the brushing and even
the company, so its more like a big family thing than work......
This little vignette I've painted with my mind assumes no job, no
electricity or water bill, no credit, no public school, and no
taxes....
it was all built lovingly a piece at a time from mostly available
resources, perhaps only some cement bought for mortaring the stone
foundation, some nails for the finer woodwork not notched & pinned
together, and maybe the window glass came from town..... but
perhaps even the putty holding the panes in was made by the family of
dry clay and linseed oil........
Which is better? Which is more mentally healthy? This vignette, or
the life in a condo in town paying thru the nose for everything, and
running yourselves ragged to pay said bills?
The American dream has become the urban nightmare....
well, it will all be over soon..... soon the technocult will
collapse into rubble and dust....
and from there a new life begins..... will you attempt to rebuild the
cities? I dont think so......
but somewhere, some how you'll build over again...... it might be
worthwhile to have a vision ahead of time of what you really want....
My little vignette could be on another planet lightyears away.....
with survivors who exibited human decency transported there by the
progenitors that returned like they promised.....
Whats important is that you work that direction now..... Towards
sanity, and away from vanity....
Money will never make you happy.... No matter how much you get, how
important you are, how many people you order around, or how good you
look all painted up and dressed up in uncomfortable clothing,
happiness will certainly elude you.....
So why bother? Why keep doing it like a robot?
Have you no proper dream? well if you dont, its because you have the
image of the beast in a box on the TV stand blaring evil thoughts into
your mind.... enslaving your heart with chains of ego & vanity....
turn it off, call goodwill, get rid of it....
take up going to the library if youre bored, learn some crafts....
start down the road thru the forest to the little house.... Its where
we came from, going back again is going home.......
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