just getting my head & bread together...
recovering from a trip to town, and doing some corn bread/bannock as
soon as my fire takes off....
Nice morning, didnt rain as hard last night as previous nights....
We've been getting the hard tropical storm type rains early this
year...
I've long suspected that with climate change, this little area I'm in
would get increased rainfall...
one of the reasons I settled here...
anyway, blog type thoughts include a dawning realization that my
childish tendencies are good....
always liked camping, exploring, travel, other cultures etc. and I
see that the most successful parts of my life were when I followed
these paths, and the least sucessful times were when I got sidetracked
and trapped/enslaved by women....
Samson Syndrom; poke your eyes out with love, chain you to the wheel,
could care less about you,
cure; bring the system down...
anyway, I find being irresponsible
and immature has its good side...
its very good for ME!
my kids are grown, my wife is somebody else's problems, so
responsibility isnt a big issue anymore...
immature? thats the fun one...
immature has a creative side, or at least mine does.... And I find
that not holding down a job is liberating... I have time to do things
I like....
And also realizing how good things I like are for me in the current
situation of cultural decline...
its a week day, my contemporaries are at work, thinking about the rat
holes in their retirement bag...
yup! Leaking out & ratted off faster, than you can put it in.....
bad decision, to trust in a system, made up of other people just like
you... because they're just as two faced.... so instead of it being
like you thought, and everybody else not noticing you slouching and
sifting, they were all doing it too...
so your beloved retirement and the entire system has been turned into
swiss cheese, and the ratio, is more holes than cheese by far....
me? Immature & irresponsable; couldnt get into the retirement
mindset... seemed way early to be to be thinking about carrots on
such long sticks... And now that I'm older, I'm suprised, but I
still feel the same... filling a Me Sack with money never seemed as
interesting as making things, planting food trees and plants, or
fresh baked bread over an open fire...
funny thing, its brought me around full circle to the actual roots of
retirement....
to resting after getting the work done...
after the well is dug, the cabin built, and the garden done, and the
walnuts planted...
yeah that takes awhile, especially the walnuts, to produce, but its
where the retirement concept actually originated....
had nothing to do with money or sacks thereof,
in imaginary digital vaults, where any hacker, government agency, or
Exwife's lawyer can get at it....
be better letting them come steal your walnuts....
Then you could plink them with the .22........
anyway, doing my cornbread this morning in the banana leaf....
Turning into a favorite technique....
no stick mother of the muffin skin....
the difference between a banana leaf and a muffin paper, is the banana
leaf comes off...
funny how that got improved all the way to disfunctionalism? most
improvements arent.....
another thing I've been thinking on, is about pizza pans as an item in
my refugee kit... I bought several nice heavy stainless 12 inchers,
and put them aside.. but recently started using a couple..
fine for flatbread, the mother of pizza seems to be a tortilla?
fine to eat on, and take up very little room in a pack or baggage...
what I like about them is their universiality... could do an
omelette, or bake biscuits, or fry burgers on one.... a very flat
pan....
I'd guess one would be very nice for a refugee... That and some kind
of stock pot, and a wok, to base the cooking operation around....
I see camping kitchenware as being all based around those few items,
and a teapot...
refugeeism tends to turn into a permanent life...
Camping is getting from point A to point B on a subsistence level..
somewhere between traveling and settling down... I see little reason
to do anything else...
the best life is the simplest life...
another thought line I've been working on, is trying to connect
dots on the biblical mega-quake and whats happening now....
one bazaar possibility, is an imbalancing of the planet by build up of
ice sheet in Antarctica, while ice melts elsewhere... the north sky
effect over the southern continent would create a reversed fire storm
effect, by cycling moisture from over warmer ocean convection
cells...
and all the other melting ice, such as permafrost in Siberia etc.
would be released as water, moved into the oceans, therefore
relocated..
meaning if Antarctica had a quick buildup at the same time, it would
affect the planet's center of balance.. Causing the wooble described
in the bible.. this would set off the mega quake, and volcanism..
fits the description.. and with lightning caused by volcanic
activity, and heat from volcanoes, could set off the fires to burn
forests and grasslands...
What I am seeing is a very good fit with the alien projections...
it would also slosh some impressive tsunamis...
washed away as Jesus described it...
and it would cause nuclear power plants to melt down, and create the
fires burning forever...
The south pole is a vortex, it creates most of the weather on the
planet.. the end result is ice build up, some 3 km thick now... The
adiabatic effect would create a downhill depositing formation, add in
the spin, you get a vortex sucking in water vapor like a vacuum
cleaner... Its already there.. Its been doing its thing a long time...
what hasnt happened is melting elsewhere..
any change in center of gravity of the planet, could trigger a
rebalancing act...
this would create a mega quake effect that lasted hours or perhaps
days.... this would crack up and settle mountains, and remove
islands... volcanism could throw stones... it all fits...
I think I'd be watching the wobble numbers...
and getting out of the cities...
I see it as the ultimate doom...
anyway, there you have it; another crazy doom scenario, from some
nutcase on a permanent camping trip...
camping at 800 plus feet above sea level, and able to relocate to 1200
ft and still be on my farm....
front row seating watching the tsunamis flush the valley...
which leads me to a romantic moral delima....
would it be better to steal a woman and save her life, or leave her
in the danger zone to die?
I have a hard time with that one... Too easy to come to a
justification... cant seperate the self interest etc...
so far no luck saving women.... their social life seems to be more
important than either me, or their survival to them...
anyway, still recovering from a town trip mentally..
that and continual daily rainstorms... and we still have our wettest
months ahead...
I did get some epoxy in town, can now finish an axe handle project...
also making a couple three water bottles from stainless thermos liners
with plastic pipe fittings glued into the necks... thinking to put
silicone baby bottle nipples on them... A practical expedient, I dont
much care what anybody thinks when it comes to my refugee kit, and I'm
after a spill resistant way to access the water.... And the nipples
are fairly tough... And readily available anywhere...
anyway, the only thing better than running for the hills when the shit
hits, is already being there long term, and well set up...
and thats what I'm doing.. its a fun hobby preparing for whichever
doom scenario happens to come first.....
I'm not perticular, will try to survive whatever comes.. not much
caught up in vanity anymore..
just trying to turn the hobby into a preparedness habit.... Was
looking at hoes again... have one more on my list... I operate on a
micro budget.. So preparedness comes in small pieces...
I think about the people living in the system, that its not the cost
of food thats eating them, so much as it is the other bills, and the
types of food theyre used to.. I spent $30 on food this month...about
normal....
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