Saturday, 28th May, 2011..........

morning,
sipping hot tea.. Did some filing on a couple knives, making them
nicer, more finished..

I'm waiting for the sun to dry things a bit.. Maybe go putter in the garden?

have some hot pepper seeds to plant...

debating a town run, almost time for payday again, & if I wait a week,
can do all in same trip... which would be nice, as I'd be able to get
more items on my list..

later, thinking about all you cattle getting your gonads twiddled
because Odingdong & friends want to play with your wiggly parts on a
pervert & power trip...

yup! You sure are politically correct...

kind seems to me, that normalcy has gone a little off the track...
take a look in the mirror you gutless cattle... terrorism is a
convienant excuse... The only terrorists, work for governments...
generally the same one who milks you between every other friday & the
bank.. and every body is a bunch of uncle Toms... just go along with
it...

the faggots are running things, so of course they want to make you
present your privates for a dirty glove digital inspection...

the monkeys came this morning... I cut up bananas for them.. I
notice nobody rubs their organs except them... that tells me the
average citizen on a normalcy trip gets less respect than a 5 pound
monkey... : )

the animals have more integrity than the urban cattle....

thats funny.. so much for vanity & image... just line right up, your
turn next, for a little subservient violation...'spose theyll stop
there? Or will they have TSA gang banging you between flights & busses
next..

"when is enough enough?"

when the cattle realize theyre being made absolute total fools of....

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Friday 27th May, 2011........

Evening..
Listened to short wave for awhile, finally had to shut it off... I
can only take listening to accounts of so much human stupidity, before
it runs out my ears..

Aint nuthin' going to get fixed.. fixed game, is as fixed as going to get..

and the fixed game, is dying of fixed game disease..

I wouldnt bet pocket change against the Apocalypse..

Washington DC is the national Pimps social club, and the citizens of
the US are the whores..

they get all the money, guess what you get girls & girlie men? Yeah,
south end used hard...

its a dependency issue... raised in captivity is the best analogy...
you were born whores, its all you know... so you think its normal..

you couldnt live by your wits, even if you could find them...

I wonder how many people are really capable of self sufficiency?
theres some... A few.. some country boys and their women... People
that can still butcher a chicken... organic humans, not chemically
fed rainbow niggeroos..

and the survivor types aint all white...

its like the bigot christians one hears on short wave. Claiming a
patent on white people being the real God's chosen...

thats not what I read.. I read its the human decency types..

also seems to be a survivor element, or JC wouldnt have been
suggesting you run for the hills in Mathew 24....

all I hear on short wave, is people expecting politics to fix things...

Hey! dont know if anybody else has noticed, but politics seems to be
one of the major factors in whats been continually screwing things
up...

quaint notion, politics... I cant seem to think of any reason for its
existence, other than creating a social pecking order...

and Camouflaging those who have the real power...

I wouldnt waste 15 minutes on politics..

and its all I've heard for years, everybody calling their
congressman... sounds like a Turkey yard to me... plenty of noise,
little sapiency...

all power comes from the muzzle of a gun...

no gun, no power...

and if you think your vote means much, I suggest you start on a diet
to enhance your brain's health..

the only things that mean much from now on, will be your systemic
dependency factor, and your physical location..

got the government sticking their finger up your butts literally, and
you go along with it for the sake of maintaining your part in the big
lie, called normalcy..

bleeping cattle.. scaird of your own perks & payments...whining for
jobs & money, when you should be working diligently towards self
sufficiency, and self defense...

all hell is going to break loose...

morning, slept pretty good, now begining my day ..
Perfectly blue sky, not a political cloud in sight..
Funny about living out in nature, there are no constant human
problems... what I hear on short wave is far away, distant echos of
Babylon..

Sure, there are problems here, & anywhere else there are humans.. Its
like Burroughs wrote in Tarzan at the earth's core, that anywhere
there are humans, there is strife and descention...

all those ego monsters... Its insanity.. nash's Equilibrium to
describe a bunch of Hyeenas fighting over a rotten carcass of
imaginary wealth, while destroying the real wealth in the process..

root of all evil is the love of money etc... folks, money is an
imaginary construct, has no actual value, and even gold is just a good
metal for electrical contacts & pretty jewelery.. people paying a
thousand dollar for a gold coin... Same money would go a long ways on
the road out of Babylon, back towards Eden...

I sit here writing, on a piece of land I bought for half a dozen such
coins.. when I bought it, it was trashed, scrub brush & erosion from
a couple past owners slavering greed, running cattle on the side of a
mountain, & chopping & burning it before the rains came every year...

well, now its woods again, and fruit trees cover a small part of it..
Food falling on the ground I cant use.. While people go hungry around
the globe...

the problem is the focus on money..

a single gold coin would buy everything you really need to live...
and there are people filling safes with the things... while children
go hungry, and mothers killing babys they cant feed...

politics is not the sollution...
Money is not the sollution...

sanity is the solution..

that every man focus on reality, on fundamentals, & on human decency..
it aint about you, its about all of us... Especially the kids..

maybe its time we got back to the basics of life....

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Friday, 27th of May, 2011.......

late afternoon,
raining medium light, thunder boomers in the far distance, kinda
darkish and drippy, some wind in the trees, and some of the wildlife
making the Jungle Ohm noise....

I had a good day, ate ripening bananas, have a wheel barrow load...
also just made some breads, while dodging squalls...

the fun part, was using my $2 modified butcher knife for everything
possible... spoon, spatula, cutting bread w/false sharpened back edge
at tip...

felt good to my vestigial childhood sense of play..

why be serious? nobody is watching me up here alone on a mountain in
central america... I can be silly & chuckle at myself for it...

its like years ago when I decided to learn to use chop sticks.. Was I
being a trendy yuppie? hardly, my thoughts were that it was a good
survival skill to know.. and that if I learned the art, I could be
stranded in a survival situation, cut a couple sticks, and eat in a
manner familiar & homey to me... Moral is the most important factor
in survival...

So, today playing Castaway Mariner, and flipping and spooning my
grain cakes over the fire, with cheap $2 knife.. worked great..
definitely can improve my knife cooking skills with more practice..

And it was fun modifying the knife.. how many of you can be happy
about a $2 expenditure?

After youve had your vanity on a diet as long as I have, one realizes
that its possible to please one's self, with slightly less than a
Rolls Royce....

its a working knife..decent stainless, trashed my file trying to
remove the factory edge.. I bought the knife because I expected
better metal than average in a cheap knife.. and guessed right...

so I'll play with it awhile, make up some kind of a minimalistic
expedient sheath for in the pack, and add it to my camping kitchen
stuff when I'm tired of playing with it...

where it will always be worth what I paid for it...

anyway, have tea over the fire, just poured some, snug under my tarp
roof, my day winding down one breath at a time...

Had a pretty good guitar practice, mostly working on a couple new down
the neck chord sequences...

I learn something everytime I play..

I find learning the electric guitar in my mid fifties to be an
interesting experience... too old to be a suckling rocker, so I'm
doing it for my own pleasure... my life is an experience in
sensory deprivation compared to "normal" in some ways, no TV, dont
listen to canned music much, sometimes go for weeks and not see
anyone.. which sure beats the hell out of having to show up at a
job...

but also I have the sounds & sights of nature...

and the electric guitar is muchly techno, but I havent played with the
amplifier effects much yet, still just trying to muddle my way thru
the fundamentals... learning how to use the special effects comes
after I gain actual proficiency.. wouldnt consider approaching it any
other direction... It isnt about making noise, its about producing
something effective & well crafted.. To be able to do that, requires
skill thats still a ways over the horizon from me...

Guitar is a big place, it takes time to learn your way around there...

I had an interesting experience today, have been texting with a woman
friend, single moming five daughters, 3 adopted.. well, she was
having teenage daughter problems today... fairly bad ones... and
texted me, and asked what to do..

so I told her, how to straighten out her kid in an effective non
violent manner.. and went further.. How to improve their
relationship..

a couple hours later, I get a two word text;

"gracias Gris"

cant be easy single moming 5 kids. Working the mid shift at the
hospital, & studying to be a nurse all at the same time..

but I think I was sucessful in getting her refocused as to why one is
in the parenting business... love of children....

and undoubtably tweaked the daughter with an unconventional warfare
style of parenting technique..

the mother daughter bickering catfight was put to an instant stop,
and daughter given a piece of information that will change her entire
outlook on life, and mom straightened out some too...

I'm a bit of a black belt parent.. learned it all the hard way, with
a "how not to parent" example childhood.. Like violent hicks on
steroids...

but one isnt limited by a childhood.. affected yes, limited, no...

anyway, it got dark... still raining steadily.. I sip my warm tea,
planning on listening to short wave later... hear how the universal
dispute is going..

until then, listen to the ting frogs, like wind chimes, the tropical
bugs zithering & chirping, and all my house lizards have put
themselves away for the night.. Taking a cool snooze, until the
morning light and warmth... To begin another day of the big bug hunt..
must be a pretty good life... the other day a four foot green, thin
tree snake with a blue tounge came into my shelter hunting lizards, I
talked to the snake, it was aware of me, did several circuits of the
place, up & down, came within inches of me several times.. and
never found a lizard.. They all vanished like magic.. MR. Snake left,
and 15 minutes later there were happy lizards everywhere again..
I've got one of the leaping lizards taking bugs from my fingers, and
she guards my legs when I sit on the cot, and nails any bug that lands
on me below the knees.. totally tame...

I let the animals live in peace.. and they sense it...

anyway, its a good life... hard to beat rewilding yourself as a
career option.. the pay isnt much, but then you dont really need it
either....

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Continued....

Another example is clothing; remember the classic cartoon castaway
on a desert island, with his clothing in shreds & tatters?

There's a reason that vignette has made it down to us...

because if your clothing is limited in quantity, and youre living
survival or subsistence, after about a year, thats what it starts
looking like...

what that means to the long term survivalist, is you'd best do some
thinking.. a bug out pack often assumes limited duration experience..
and the results of WORLD WAR THREE are going to be rather open
ended....

WW3 is evolving now... the insane status quo types are working
towards it daily...

I've been learning survival & subsistence skills by doing it... Ahead
of the curve... When its easiest to overcome encountered problems...

I think the average survivalist wannabee is going to suffer alot of
reality... my advice, is when in doubt, head retro... be at least
mentally astute in making your own gear... also stock up on things,
and have stashes... doesnt hurt to have excess clothing properly
stored some where... Or excess other tools & gear....

its one of my own justifications for excess gear, & something to do
with my projects after experimental developement.... it can be turned
into remote stash items, or just put aside for gifts for some less
fortunate friend who survives, but has to run from his baggage to do
that....

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Wednesday 25th May, 2011......

Morning..

awaiting dawn, in an hour..
was listening to short wave, progam called the power hour, and
heard part of an interview with some kind of private investigators
that Joyce Riley is using funds from her program listeners, to
investigate happenings to see how real whats being reported is... I
think thats an incredibly good idea.. For people to use collective
group resources to watch dog & hound the status quo looking for
discrepancies between words & reality.. As we know theyre habitual
liars.. best way to foil them, is to be finding out their lies, and
reporting on it in real time and negate their effects & wake public up
all the faster...

anyway, what I booted up this morning to discuss, is a realization in
fundamentalism on subject of survivalism..

last couple days, have been working on one of my endless knife
projects, a $2 skinner style butcher knife that I bought suspecting
better quality stainless than reflected by price, at the factory over
runs & seconds stores here on the panama border..

Was working on the knife, sharpening it for the first time, I also
shortened the plastic handle, and drilled a hole in handle, for
lanyard, or hanging etc. And also sharpened a false back edge near the
tip, for use as a cooking knife for minimalistic camping purposes,
where one is using the knife for spoon & spatula as well as knife..

its an idea gotten from the Asley Knots book, that sailors in the
1800's used their knives to eat with instead of forks & spoons etc...

They ate off special high sided plates made of wood, called "kids",
that were coopered... kind of like the bottom of a wooden cask, so it
became a cross between plate & bowl, with high sides preventing slop
overs & spills in a seaway...

I suspect this eating with one's knife, out of wooden ware, goes way
back.. I remember as a kid, a book I & my sister had, that came from a
generation or two earlier in the family about life in early america,
and how settlers made wooden trenchers to use in kitchen, out of split
and hollowed out sections of small logs etc...

this tech has made it into the modern era, as bread kneading troughs,
and the wooden "Palangana" here in central america..
Which is often used for cleaning home grown
seeds & grains, where you pick out the un-yummy items before washing
& cooking...

anyway, my point is; that in absolute minimalistic survival
situations, eating with one's knife could make alot of sense.. what
I have learned playing with the concept, is that a thinner flexible
blade works better as a spatula... And that the wider tip of a butcher
knife style also helps...
but that one wants a shorter rather than longer blade..

I've experimented around this theme quite a bit..
one example, is I created a small trencher for a chopping bowl that I
use to dice hot peppers & garlic etc. in cooking, I also made a
matching knife with just a blade wrapped with cord for a handle...

the knife in part was an experiment in eating knives, for absolute
minimalism, which is why it has no normal handle.. what I learned,
was a short over all blade, in this case 8 inches, wrapped handle and
all, made an exelent eating knife, though I tend to use it daily with
the chopping trencher, for my home grown condiments..

the knife would even fit in with a military mess kit, being flat, &
the right length..

its main detraction is that the wrapped handle isnt as good for
cutting hard items, due to not spreading the pressure out on the
fingers..

so I think that making a custom version with perhaps slab handle
scales is my next experiment in ultra minimalistic survival knives..
what I'm thinking about doing, is making handle slabs, and using epoxy
& cord wrap to hold them on rather tha rivits.. the blade was made
from a Solingen type steel kitchen knife from Brazil, and the Krupp
stainless from Germany is very hard, and I'd rather experiment with
the wrapped slabs than go to the effort to drill it.. Which I could
do, using modified carbide masonary bitts.. An old trick I use for
drilling very hard steel.. By resharpening the masonary bitt for
cutting metal...

I'm also considering making another similar blade from scratch, by
cutting the handle off a butcher knife, and doing the cord & slabs
routine on it, to create another version taking advantage of the wider
tip, and thinner steel.. all continuing experiments in minimalistic
survival knives..

I am also considering making a set, where a second similar knife has
matching wrapped slabs handle, but is a narrow bladed "pointy" knife
to use as a paring knife cooking, or as a steak knife eating.. as
I've learned, that my most used knife has this shape.. not good for
expedient spoon & spatula, but exceedingly good at peeling &
processing chores..

so what I think I'll end up with, is a set of knives.. of similar
style construction, and size, but one a more rounded nosed
skinner/spatula/spoon shape, and the other a more pointed narrow
blade.. which makes alot of sense for minimalistic survival knives...
A best of both worlds situation.. And perhaps in time make a twin dual
sheath for the set?

on a related subject, I've been considering minimalistic cookware, and
have realized that for doing flat breads in the brush, absolute
minimal is a pizza pan.. I picked up several 12 inchers at the junk
shops that are thicker stainless than most items available here.. And
I've added a couple of them to my refugee kitchen set... fine for
toasting tortillas, making bannock or biscuits, frying bacon or steak
etc... And good for sun or fire drying food things...

and what I realized recently, is that the flat pizza pan shape, with
no raised sides, is perfect with the use of a knife for the spatula..
Its always those pesky sides that bring you grief, when thinking youre
going to pry that stuck bannock out in one piece.. Eliminate the un
needed sides, and unsticking things becomes much easier..

I've also learned about cooking wrapped in leaves, for grease free
non-stick effect, & also have learned how to use dry flour as a
non-stick element, sprinkled on the pan, then add the dough..

both really good skills, considering what oil & lard do to the inside
of a backpack, and to one's health..

not to mention, potential unavailability in survival situations.. I've
learned doing subsistence related things most of my life, that unless
you have domestic animals, your chances of having a high fat diet are
fairly slim...

so.. My concept of minimalistic survival cooking items includes a
couple of specially made small eating & cooking knives, and a flat
pizza style pan for bannock etc.. my other most choice gear would be
a stainless Wok, a stock pot, & a teapot...

add a cup & eating bowl, and youre getting close to the ultimate
minimalistic kitchen for long term subsistence, in my opinion...

anyway, the current knife project, is related, but using a factory
handle..to create a not quite so minimalistic cooking and eating
knife.. I tend to experiment with all levels of subsistence gear..

And see a lightweight full sized kitchen knife as having a place in my
portage duffle...

Personally I dont think there is any "perfect" camping or subsistence
gear on the market.. Everything has been influenced by greed or lack
of adequate thinking on design...
So we end up with poor quality at high prices, or poorly designed gear
for the real conditions and purposes.. an example is yuppie
backpacker gear
and cookware.. If one had to survive long term on the stuff, one
would learn some uncomfortable facts....

fisrt, the nylon packcloth would be coming apart in about a year of
constant use.. its needs to be several times heavier... and the
thin cookware, after a year of being washed at the creek, & cooking
over variable open fires etc., would begin to resemble a car muffler
after a week on an urban freeway...

I'm afraid people's perceptions of survival gear are much in error...
One needs to think long term for whats coming.. the Apocalyse might
happen at any time, and arrival be 25 years later for all we know...
so if you hit the brush with Yuppie standards in mind & gear, you'll
be a rough looking refugee.

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Sunday, 22nd May, 2011......

Afternoon..

overcast, cool, a couple hours until sundown..
Was thinking today about my thoughts about refugee kits etc.. and
realized that the perfect situation, is becomming your refugee kit as
a way of life, and not have it as something just for grabbing on All
Hell day...

if youre living the technocult, and thinking to have a grab bag,
there's sure to be problems.. Personally if I were rich, & everything
imaginable accessable, I'd still to expect mistakes in gear
carried...

the trail of life is littered with things let go of...
Some rightfully, some grave errors...

its like the glaring defect most military gear has... It relies on an
intact system in its design... same logic as people buying gold etc.
Now...

I dont assume an intact system... i dont assume the problems are just
going to be for a little while..

I assume the worst..

the perfect refugee kit, has no day job...

morning, monday... listened to short wave last night.. A program on
the history of Fluoride...

was realized in the late 1800's to be the number one industrial
contaminant on the planet... with mass death & other effects, just
from smoke stack releases...

so "They" did a spendy PR campaign, and had their goverment whores on
the Patomic buy it at your expense, and feed it to you like rat
poison...

and did same all over the planet...

basically we have doctors & dentists & government officials, busily
killing children & adults, based on their assumptions of knowing more
than everybody else....

wouldnt want to be in their dress shoes on Arrival day..

my only question, is do the Aliens provide swords for the mass
beheading, or is "Cut necks" done with ambient pocket knives? in any
case, dont think I'd even want to be accidentally misconstrued as a
supporter of the system, or partaker thereof...

would be a good day to be caught fishing & passing out the catch to
people in need....

the statement about watching the Eastern Sky for their return makes sense....

a starship with anti gravity coming in-system and deaccelerating,
would be aimed directly at the sun... And if Yahwey of Armies is a
good general, he'll be fond of suprises... like coming into the
system from the exact opposite side of the sun... the first thing
we're going to know, is something rather large coming around the sun
at us.. And the instant we pick it up, will be obvious by its shape &
reflectivity, that it is not a natural object...

I'm not much of a "Planet X" buff.. But I have realized that a ship
the size of a small planet, coming in towards the opposite side of
the sun, using anti-gravity to deaccelerate, would cause some unusual
effects on this side of the sun...

and the closer the ship got, the more pronounced the effects would be...

of course the arrogant experts would explain away the phenomina as
natural occurances...

and denigrate anyone so nervy & uppity, as to offer up a possibility
not approved by the Society for the retention of economic
enhancements for Supreme Hoop Jumpers....

yeah, hope the fish are bitin' on arrival day...

would be a good day to be Swamp Man Joe, and passing out fish to
widows with children...

anyway, its a drippy morning here... Had planned on working in my
garden, but couldnt resist starting food on a good fire left over
from making tea, one thing led to another, & now I'm fed, but nothing
accomplished in my Nano-Eden project...

but tomorrow is another day... No day job, to eat up my time off.. I
traded humility for Pride, & got time instead of vanity...

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saturday, 21st May, 2011....

Afternoon,
sitting beside the fire, cooking breadfruit & beans in the little
pressure cooker...

not all the breadfruit would fit, so I will fry some after the main
pot is done...

living fairly wild lately; digging in garden, eating home grown food,
making my own music...

I like it! but I want to do it better...

Which I suspect is the proper attitude, and not being a "Twisted
Victim" (Read: T.V.).... From being brain advertised into buying
things I really dont need...

modern humans have been sidetracked from camp improvements, food
storage, crafts, teaching the kids, and just about everything else...
All they do is slave and pay interest...

rewilding is alot more fun...

have been texting with a woman friend, I think she wants to "Jane"
Tarzan some..

I asked her why? one of the words she used was "simple"... she likes
my simplicity... pretty good compliment for a long term student of
Taoist thought..

simple might also mean; not a habitual liar?

I feel sorry for the latin women... chances of getting an honest one
for them in their own culture, are about the same as pulling a trophy
bass out of a kiddie pool....

I'm not as honest as I'd like to be...
but alot of them make me look good..

what I notice about her communications, is she's figured out that life
in the technocult aint happydog... stressed out, working full time,
trying to better herself, thru education, and being a single mom at
the same time.. and some of the kids adopted before she had a
husband.. you have to respect that... Didnt just happen...

she spent some time in the brush as a kid.. Has figured out it was the
golden era of her life..

Likes growing plants.. no room to do so living in town..

we almost had a thing going years ago.. but she stood me up, and I
never looked back...

she was more interested in somebody else..
I figured it out...

she eventually ran into problems w/other guy.. And realized she'd
made a bad choice...

been there myself...

personally I find it amazing she'd be interested in me...
i'm about as far from Latino Normal as you can get...

dont spend my budget on Cars, clothing & perfume... i.e. Chasing women...

I do alot of shopping, but dont buy.. Beau hunting for Dear...

like the challenge, which is substancial when youre a brush rat...

I thought I was safe....

she came looking for me... Got my number from her cousin..

I suspect she started to figure out that a guy focused on subsistence
food production wasnt too crazy...

she has a decent job for here... Has her house... Must have decided
she was lacking something in her life..

we'll see what happens..

well, guitar practice is getting interesting.. into learning good
sounding sequences in chord rounds... dont seem interested much in
anybody's melody... More in to creating my own music from scratch...
have been into melody instruments most of my life.. Now finding chords
intrigueing...

what I sense, is theres right sounding sequences, and off sounding
sequences.. Its like trying to learn the code of a combination lock by
trying numbers... only it opens a decent percentage of the time...

basically what people have been doing is using the sequences as back
up to lyrics & melody, giving depth to the music... to me, each
chord has a mood.. An emotional color... and different ordering
creates different emotional effects..

and I think once I learn them intuitively, I'll be able to navigate
the guitar in the emotional dimension..

singers do it somewhat.. But its not spontainious, or intuitive..

what I'm after,is the ability to riff nonstop, and chain things
together, and have it sound good..

repretoir..

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Wednesday 18th, May 2011............

Evening,
full moon... interesting day, went to town, bank card didnt work
again... Just prooves how unreliable such things can be..
Listened to short wave tonight, reports on continuing melt down at
Fukashima.. pure coverup at this point by multiple governments..

if you keep listening to the disinfo bimbos, youre going to get what
you deserve...

i.e. Dead....

basically the reality is this;

all governments do, is lie, steal, & kill....
Any thing else, is accidental...

if you want to know what the truth is, simple rule of thumb; its
exactly opposite of anything you hear on mainstream...

sad, but true... only a matter of time until the shooting starts..
Not what I want to see at all....

so.. All boils down to your personal choices.. side with the status
quo, and eventually lose, &/or face a chopping block after alien
arrival.. Sounds bazaar, but thats the truth... stars dont fight from
orbits, as per Judges 5:20, but ships sure could...

puts Bible in whole new light... I've been researching this for
several years now.. Whole bible makes sense once you realize its
extraterrestrial.. would love to be wrong, but chances of that slim
to none...

best wake up fast folks.. Theyre planning a civil war, have been for
years, thats what patriot act etc. Is all about; suppression by status
quo, same folks that caused all the problems YOU are having now...
side with them, get more of the same...

basically the status quo is totally criminally insane.. period.

absolute insanity hiding under the guise of normalcy...

cowards will live a bit longer before their turn in line at
Aushwitz... die like a rat if you want... Your choice... We all die
sooner or later... better to go down defending your family &
friends..

no guts, no glory...

which by the way is how Christ's resurrection is described in
Spanish.. Just learned that today, the ressurection is; "dia de
gloria"

repeat; no guts, no glory.... This time its you...

I'd love to know whats expected of us... not into violence.. But if
forced, have no logical choice other than to try to do what I can to
stop it...

best be prepared for the worst mentally... Just assume you arent
going to live thru it... Its a well known fact in war, that those who
assume thus are those most likely to survive.. read Sun Tsu's "Art of
war" its there..

bible says same..

a message to the alien watchers; I'm not sure what you want... But I'd
rather die fighting to stop the insanity than let it get worse by
doing nothing...

today I was looking at the people on busses & in town, realizing that
none of us are anywhere near perfect... but we dont deserve whats
happening now..

I got a great hug this morning from my little 3 year old niece, would
like to see her grow up into a beautiful woman & have children of her
own... But given the choice, I'd rather make a stand, & not be there
to see it, than not have it happen...

its that simple..

bravery is when you overcome your fear, and do the right thing anyway...

heard an interesting story today;

out of the rio Terraba area of Costa Rica; Recently a guy was
fishing on the bank of the river, close to the water, and an Alligator
came up, and grabbed him & pulled him in by the arm... his dog jumped
in, and attacked the alligator, the gator released the man and took
the dog, and the man got an ambulence ride to the hospital..

I hope I have the guts of a dog...

do you have anyone you care about more than your own ego trip? Or are
you less than a common mongrel dog?

is your packrat's nest of materialism & perks worth more to you than
the children?

if so, I feel sorry for you...

Lord, help me do the right thing when the time comes... I'm not even
sure what it is or will be.. but thats all I ask... just let me do
the right thing in the moment of truth... Resurrection or no...

I'd rather be dead forever, than be a gutless coward... and I really
dont care if I live up to anybody's expectations, including sky gods..
as long as I get to stop short the insanity, before it gets to that
little girl, or any child for that matter...

amen!

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Sunday, 15th May, 2011.......

Morning,
playing subsistence, spent the morning getting cooking fuel &
breadnuts cleaned and going...

decided to keep it simple, will cook breadfruit & beans tomorrow...

its the week before payday syndrom, only this time worse, last week
the bank machine was INOP, so I had a wasted day, & had about 5 hours
on busses, wasted the transport fee etc, climbed the mountain, and
didnt get to buy any food.. but no big worry, just made food from
farm stuff, doing fine, and decided today just to cook & munch
breadnuts, which I got enough for the day, from the house tree, &
after cleaning and getting them cooking, another falls, with the usual
big plopping noise...

I put tea on at same time, have more limes than I need, and lined up
some cooking fuel for tomorrow...

I like to add citrus to tea, quit buying sugar, so just tea & lemon or lime...

I just drained the boiled breadnuts, scooped off a few to eat now,
rest into stainless wok, to dry and toast as day progresses..

anyway, so its like being a castaway, sitting here comfy in my
shorts, peeling small finger food with the point of my knife, happy as
a clam...

Amazing how much better life gets for a guy, with no "Sex Mommy"
manipulating the dogshit out of him...

got an email from a buddy, he spent his day off helping another friend
leave his wife in the rear view mirror permanently..

story I got, was it was nice guy fed up with constant shit.. He pulled
his tent stakes, left her beside the trail for the next fool who
happens along...

As the Tao points out; revolution happens when life isnt worth
living.. Meaning the average guy with a wife is hanging out on the
border line..

and as of yesterday, another Refrigerator queen on the market...

bad time to be a queen minus Entourage... could affect the
refrigerator futures...

their GOD! the system, seems to be having some digestive problems...
Its eating up everything, and only producing problems for those
feeding it...

Sad day for women ahead.. Their protected species classification becomes moot..

hope I'm far enough away from humanity to not have to hear it....
Likely would give me nightmares...

anyway, now stuffed on breadnuts, sipping tea with lime juice.. life
is OK, even without paying taxes, or trying to keep some vanity head
happy...

basically I've gotten my economic umbilical to the beast down to $100
a month, and two thirds goes into preparedness stuff.. meaning when
the system finally goes out, I'll have everything, and plenty of food
coming in from the stuff I've spent years getting planted..

Costa Rica has passed FEMA like nose in your farm's business, then
steal your food laws... I think theyre dreaming, not enough food
grown in the country, even if they confiscated it all, and not enough
mechanization in the whole country to do anything either, if imports
stop...

basically theyve been in the tourism for food business, and stealing
everything possible from the tourists...

going to be alot of hungry rats in San Jose, fighting over the last of
the rice & beans...

and its a long walk to anywhere with any food, when the Mall Dream stops..

funny aside; I'm on this date site, that wont function from here
with my fone... Its a rip off site, so I ignore it, but fun part is I
get hit on almost everyday by one or two new women.. its mostly in
country white women & Ticas.. so what you say?

well, same site might have produced one or two hits a year a couple
years back...

its really getting to be a buyer's market..

I dont care anymore.. used to living alone, and running my own
life... The work load has gone way down, seemed to be a direct link to
female expectations..

now days I just get to be a happy brush rat..

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from their fellow killers....

I also suggest that you silly city & plywood cabin survivalist types
not have your main gun ammo and food stashes in your castle...
Personally I'd suggest about 90% of it be stashed in plastic pipe
sections with threads and gaskets, burried in post holes in seperate
locations, near stationary but innocent looking metal objects... so
if they have time to do aireal sweeps with density meters and
magnometers, your stash looks like a windmill or what ever...

sitting on the shit in your home is cheap insurance youll either be a
martyr or a coward...

as some are starting to realize, theyre rolling out a "soft" martial
law now.. Proper response is to augment your mobility & readiness
now, but far ahead of their curve... when they knock on your door,
its too late to decide decentralization was a good idea...

mobility is everything.. Personally I would not live inside of a
beltline highway or even in a small town.. nor would I rely on the
internet for my communications..

I happened to pick up Arni Coro last night on short wave, he was
talking about HF/digital communications running off car batteries in
disasters etc. And how digital was better than voice for energy
consumption, and getting thru interference etc... I suggest that the
serious survivalist types build themselves QRP transcievers, and buy
themselves a spare booksized laptop, & solar panel, & 12 volt gelcell,
with cash, not plastic card, and get all the gear into hiding in
remote locations...

I think the way to rig a HF web, is to have a send and recieve
interval program where your computer syncs in like military crypto
gear...

I'd also be into knowing about shielded transmitting antennas.. One
design I've personally built, is a stainless loop inside a grounded
aluminum pipe with a narrow slot in line with the loop axis.. I built
mine as a directional homing device for use as backup marine
navigation equipment, and for post shit/fan day use, I'd add an
aluminum cap to the shielding tube...

I'd also build my QRP rig 100% waterproof...

another idea I'd like to publicize here and now, is the possibility of
building small transcievers for location & ID purposes that use a
piezo electric crystal for transmitting energy, like out of disposable
cigarette lighters, and use a passive crystal set type reciever
circuit... like the clickers used in the D-day movie.. Something you
can click a friendly code on at short to mid distances with your
buddies... a loop directional antenna, and ground rod affair might be
in my design, for use as directional locator & to allow the passive
zero power reciever...

another suggestion for the survivalist types, might be the planting of
medicinal and food plants in remote or unlikely locations... not too
late to play Johnny Apple seed... nut trees, apples, cherries, etc.
Planted along creeks, wild rice in swampy areas, etc. Will not only
create hard to detect food supplies, but also becon in deer & other
wild animals for food harvesting.. You should also own archery
equipment.. The silent deadly shaft has been an effective advantage
for thousands of years...

also anyone buying gold or silver is likely to be prooven more than a
bit of a fool... a gold coin isnt going to get you much food when
there isnt any to buy.. Better the money got spent on excess
preparedness stuff in remote & seperate stashes..

and even if you dont need it, you can pass it out to post denial head
friends in need, after anarchy begins... remember the last criteria
posed by JC, when the aliens round everybody up... did you have
compassion for those with less or nothing? If not you get "cut off", &
if you connect with book of Enoch, that means "necks cut".. Would be a
shame to survive everything, and then be genetically edited for being
self centered eh?

that is the cause of the human condition.. & I doubt it will be much
of an arguing point with Yahwey's Judging system, that you had gold
instead of paper, plastic, or digital money...

I'd much rather be found guilty of handing out food, clothing, seeds,
ammo & medicines to fellow survivors outside the FEMA wire.. and of
trying to liberate those caught inside....

Also a piece of advice... when the shit hits, be wary of running down
town to off your favorite lawyers etc.. most likely to be serious
ambushes waiting...

the enemy has had a long time to plan, & alot of your tax money to
use, while you were sleeping on the couch with a ball game on, or
their talking heads & disinfo bimbos singing you an electronic
lullabye....

the image of the beast is that device you bought on your TV stand, or
nowdays screwed to your wall... I gave up watching TV at age 17,
going on 38 years ago.. But I will admit watching El Zorro in spanish
on a 12 volt set for a season.... It was very nice to see & hear in
the correct language for the culture portrayed, and also shows where
my head is at concerning status quo versus common folk types....

another point I've long thought on, is that we dont know exactly when
the alien arrival will be, the semantics used by Jahshua leads me to
think there might be a serious wait between hell day & Arrival, and
that those most likely to hang on are the same as have faith in the
arrival...

also there is advice given for remaining hidden on the day of the
lord, in the rocks & dust.. i.e. high & dry...

I'd be thinking about residual radioactivity and nuclear winter
effects, and have at least read a copy of the $50 and up underground
house book...

Which brings me to dirt tools...

I've done alot of grunt powered digging in my life.. Mostly basements,
Ag terraces, paths, & gardening, and I suggest you own a collection
of high quality implements for such purposes... best place to hide
when the Lasers & 200 lb rock barrages from space happen, is in a
small hole, without any metal items in or near it...

In my opinion, the number one digging tool, is the pick hoe... Here in
CR, there are some low quality tools on the market, in pickhoes, its
temper & handle material that count most... the best temper we've
found so far is from the Mexican company "Truper" an orange colored
head, and the worst is out of Brazil from Tramontina, a red head...
we make our own handles from Cortesa, a rot proof wood here, thats
many times better than hickory...

also we do alot of sharpening... If you dont know how to sharpen all
kinds of things, youre not a real survivalist yet....

another thing I've learned recently is about stainless water
bottles... I made 3 out of stainless thermos liners from defunct
Chinese thermoses & epoxied in plastic pipe fittings.. They have
silicone baby bottle nipples with an oversized hole via a straight
leather punch... I also bought several of the Yuppie versions out of
Bejing, and prefer the home rolled versions for water, but discovered
the yuppie bottles are the perfect thing for condiments etc. Here in
the tropics, where things will mold quickly during the tropical rainy
season...

The locals dont know about the yuppie "me" religious types, so have
underpriced the stainless bottles.. About the same as fancy looking
plastic versions, so I will be picking up more if they keep showing
up.. And using them for dry goods in want of gaskets & durable
mobility...

anyway... hope you all are well, and spreading the word... It aint
about Churchy social clubs, its about human decency & preparedness,
and not being stupid enough to believe the lies on mainstream... the
Ben Laudin disbelief factor is an encouraging sign...

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Monday 9th of May, 2011........

Morning,
waiting for tea over the sacred flames...
Thinking this morning about medical kits, & Doggy Travois concepts...

realized how I can use the bolts welded head to head for wheel axles &
use to hold frame together at cross pieces; will use longer bolts on
inside, drill into ends of cross pieces and then a larger hole thru
crosspiece at 90 degrees for the nuts... its a system I've used
before, but hadnt thought of for travois concepts... it solves a
problem I've been gnawing on for horse travois also, but would have to
have crosspiece set high and maybe a cut out under side, to not impeed
dragging minus wheels in the event of a tire or bearing problem..

on horse travois thinking to use a piece of steel strap on each skid,
at wear point dragging, on doggy travois might go cutting board type
plastic at same location..

What I'm after is fail safe redundancy..

the Doggy travois is starting to make more sense to me than I thought
it would.. Any survivalist wannabee worth his salt has a big dog..
Even people in cities have big dogs, when they cant own a horse
etc... and I see the unit being able to double as a human powered
hand cart... also dog harnesses are commonly available now that could
be adapted by sewing on padding...

my padding of choice would be the closed cell blue foam like used on
ground pads & under carpets... Covered with nylon pack cloth, like a
padded backpack strap...

the biggest problems in my experience living subsistence with dogs,
is adequate supplies of high protien foods.. dogs dont like beans...
during the Klondike gold rush, sled dogs were often fed fish &
cornmeal mush... but thanks to the Army Corps of Humdingers, and the
commercial fishing industry, and now the Japanese nuclear power
industry, the Salmon by the millions are no more... my sollution long
term will likely be raising Talapia, and pressure cooking for a couple
minutes to soften bones... then vacuum drying.. This all requires a
stationary reality.. For mobility in refugee situation, I'd likely
make a butterfly net, and use for grasshoppers etc. & assist the dog
that way... my now missing dog partner was constantly hunting
grasshoppers with relish, she also was fond of hunting rats & mice as
are all German shepherds..

another issue with dogs is minerals & vitamins.. I strongly suggest if
you have a survival dog, that you stock up on those & anti-parasite
drugs...
ditto for horse minerals & drugs..

Also vitamin C for hip displasia in larger dog breeds...

Dog carts are also a viable option.. the Saint Bernard wasnt likely
invented to take Rum to bums in snow drifts.... and one concept I've
thought about long term, is the wheeled dog sled.... my son & I are
discussing getting into somewhat of a dog breeding & training
business/hobby as a sideline.. we'd use german shepherds, thinking
to have the hobby pay for upkeep on the pack, & at same time provide
some serious security for us... latins only respect two things;
weapons, and people ready to use them, and German shepherds etc. With
teeth bared coming at them.. I'm sure other types of people lacking
correct levels of respect would have the same reactions...

one problem here in CR, is people are fond of poisoning dogs they dont
like... happens very regularly... the bleeping assholes will poison
a neighbor's dog for no other reason than it keeps them from stealing
his Platinos... even the Police are rumored to poison dogs in the
past... No humane society w/doggy auchwitz here, more direct
methods...

so I suggest that one train their dog to not take food from anyone but
trusted friends & family members or with permission thereof...

we're going to look for a registered female here, and also a male &
female in the states from different lines...

so we start with dogs from a wide genetic pool...
Also will be looking at larger end, conformation type show dogs tend
to be on the smaller end of the breed size wise, due to a status quo
bureauocracy...

rule of thumb with humans, is if they can get an entrenched status quo
going, potential goes out the window... Turd Midas effect...

Also have been thinking about rumor that FEMA camps are for people the
status quo thinks are "worth saving" ie their slave class in brave
new world scenario... if youre inside a fence, your a prisoner... No
matter what they come up with for fancy job titles.. I also wonder
what they plan to do with people not good enough for them? a catch &
release program, with a vaccination? so they wander off to die
someplace the Elite dont have to smell their handywork?

there may be cowardly brainless types who think being on the inside is
a good idea, but I think anyone who is street or brush wise wouldnt be
caught dead in their dragnet... consider what will happen as food
stocks get low, and the slave farm agriculture projects fail due to
climatic problems & chemical caused sensitivity to adaptive microbes
etc... one's evaluation as a good rainbow nigger might be potentially
fatal... And any of you who have worked for public agencies or
corporations know what a farce evaluations can be.. Mostly a
buttlicking quotient..

also I suspect females will be vetted according to sexual
desireability by the elite... camp girls have been a common reality
in every similar situation in human history... so if you women dont
want being appreciated by people you might not like, I'd be wary as a
deer...

There will be those who think thats just fine... I suggest they read
about what happened to similarly minded females in Soviet Gulags...
yes they ate better, got easier work, but they also died like flys
from sexually transmitted diseases...
And what happens babe, when you start looking over the hill? do you
suppose theyll shuffle you into a cush office job? Or just gas you
like a Jewish dog? according to the Bible, these "people" lack
"mercy".. As one of their job description criteria...

so I suggest you women & girls do some running in your exercise
program, have camouflage in your designer wardrobes, and practice
playing hide & seek during paintball games... otherwise you could
find yourself being issued some KY-jelly inside the wire, and facing a
long line of suitors, some of whom will think being not nice is
fun....

and the females who think that sounds good, might want to practice
some of the finer arts on the porno training films, so you are adept
at surviving
the daily episodes with people on sexually laced power trips...

they arent going to care... Theyll see you as an expendible commodity...

The two places not to be when they come looking, is in your home, or
at your job... and I suggest you research what happened in sports
stadiums during the Spanish civil war.. theres a reason they ran
people into the stadium during Katrina... Its so you'd think that was
standard proceedure in the future.. in whats coming, the stadiums
will likely be asseted with a backhoe.

that way, the jock heads can rest in peace where their favorite
gladiators can walk on their faces.

also, think about this; that alien arrival is promised in the bible &
book of Enoch. we are dealing with some kind of Galactic warrior
society.. Jehova of Armies ring any bells? so should one be
cowardly, a colaborator, or be living inside elite wire for the laser
& stone softening up phase, or the ground assault happens? also
there is a ressurection promised for Martyrs & heros. and if they
could do it with JC, & Moses, they can do it with others... So better
you die protecting your family & kids, than go docile into the night
on your way to the city midden...

the patterns are always the same.. We've just been fooled into
thinking genocides are local issues.... well, eyes wide folks, all
those national governments & multinational corporations, are where the
serpents migrate to when left to their own devices.

Is killing Kadafi's grandkids any different than Paul Pott? its all
about lying, stealing & killing folks.. Thats what these types do
best... greed and ego.. No mercy. And you & family in their sights...

for what little you own, or just for them to add to their body count
to gain respect,

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Friday, May 6th, 2011......

Morning, relaxed day,
home alone, seem to be in recovery mode from too much being awake last
night at various times..

listened to short wave, a few different topics, most memorable
was, that MS is caused by vitamin D deficiency...

seems they never get the overview; that to be healthy you have to have
a natural life, with plenty of sunshine & fresh food...

amazing how they always have pills to sell instead, and a job to pay for them...

and never ever never connect the dots, that they are the problem,
pushing the artificial life....

also heard some commentary about the unfolding Ben Laudin fiasco...

Obama & crooks down to whining we dont believe them... well, he used
to be believed, and then did a "hero to zero" manouver in record time,
thru a combination of lies, reversals, graft, and starting new wars &
continuing old ones etc...

his term has been a littany of Turd Midas effects, and we're supposed
to still believe in their little dog & pony show, run by Goblins,
Gremlins, Trolls, Ogres, & worse... All in three piece suits, the
talking heads....

I think theyre beneath national contempt..

I also think they fit the "Liars, Thieves, & Killers" decsription in
the Bible, come to "Kill, Steal, & Destroy"....

What are the effects of their games? how many dead? How much
destruction? how many lies?
how much money stolen? How many resources taken over? and who pays
for it all? Who financed it? Mr. & Mrs. Normal do....

theyre the Serpents JC talked about...

and I dont vote for them, I dont pay taxes to them, and I dont buy
into their system or the crap that comes out of their mouths...

and I work constantly to free others from their slavery... Thats what
this blog is about, putting out concepts & thoughts around the focal
point of getting out of the system, & surviving its aftermath..

anyway, what a bunch of disgusting human types... best you quit
gathering around a TV, and start gathering around a cooking fire...

otherwise the bastards are going to get you nuked...

and your job title, perks, & vanities, will get you & your kids,
DEAD, DEAD, DEAD......

this aint no joke folks, these assholes are steering the ship towards
Armageddon, and you sit on your wide asses watching TV, and motor
along the freeways comparing vanity mobiles...

And when you aint doing that, you work for them and pay taxes to them...

theres only going to be a few survivors...

those with enough brains & guts to get out of Babylon, and quit
kissing the whore....

anyway, its a fairy tale on your TV, welcome to Goblin Channel
whatever.. With the disinfo babes, the Barbie & Ken doll routines, and
the worst propaganda in human history...

at least the eastern Europeans were smart enough to know it was lies
direct from the KGB....

most of the US & Western Europe wouldnt know the truth if it was a
Dinosaur shitting on them...

all I can say, is repeat what JC said in Mathew 24; when you see the
abomination that causes desolation, best you run for the hills...

I'm already there.. He who gets there fisrtest, does bestus...

the last arrivals wont have their jacket according to JC....

let alone any survival gear, tools etc... will be known as "Bug Eaters"....

me? I work at it constantly.... doing my shopping list for the
month.. After minimal amounts of boughten food, the rest is some kind
of preparedness stuff..

and I have little economics to work with, most of the time do it all
on $100 a month.. you try that... Eat and prepare for WW3 on that
little..

and I've managed to get much more than I need for myself.. which will
help others..

and I'm not done yet... I'll be struggling until I see the flash in the sky...

folks, I'm listening to the demise from a distance.. I'm not sitting
watching the TV on Ground Zeroville USA....

and I've been learning real time for 15 years in a benign climate...
Like Florida when I was a kid... I wouldnt want to have to try
this someplace cold, only one harvest season per year, and dependent
on fossil fuels... I'm thankful for the distance between me & the
nearest nuke plant...

I've done alot of things in my life.. Have scars to prove it.. things
most people would never think to try, & never get to do... but if I
had to start over from scratch, it would be so much easier for the
things I've learned... most of which I've blogged about here, so you
get them for free... no scars...

it isnt how much you have, its how together your trip is.. the
overall harmony & practicality...

true affluence, is having your life in order to where you dont need
anything, or want it for that matter..

and you can do that at various levels, from humility to vanity..
preparedness is reality related...

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Thursday, 5th May, 2011.........

morning,
in from garden, munching flat bread, had a good guitar practice at
dawn, learned a new strumming variable on a chord round, learn a bit
every day..

Was thinking about you poor fools out there in the "real" world this morning..

realized something that might help;

that a wise man would never consider a permanent job...

why? because then you dont have time to do what you want to do, and
then one also tends to bite off more than they can chew economically..

an example might be housing.. a good thinker might decide he doesnt
need a proverbial ranch stye vanity castle to protect his head from
rain & butt from cold... and he could work a part time or short
duration job to get materials & toolage, and come up with something a
bit more downscale, and bank the free time not spent making 40 years
of payments to the Fat Vampire down at the savings & loan...

this would free up alot of time to attack one's other necessities,
like food growing... and I'd think the same way on land, or anything
else.. get less, rent for a growing season, keep one's freedom....

the most valuable commodity in the modern world is not gold, its freedom...

try and buy some.. yeah, go down to walmart and ask a walking duffer
where the freedom isle is... He'll probably take you to the plastic
flowers for use on graves etc...

actually can buy lots of freedom there, but your money tempts some
poor Chinese guy to quit growing food, & enslave himself...

a job is indentured servitude, no more no less... bible says if you
work for someone else youre a slave....

only logical person to work for, is yourself... and the more you
keep the nose headed that direction, more likely of having a better
future..

do the math... credit is a trap, humility is the escape technique,
vanity is the bait...

much better to live in a snuggly yurt, than the castle on the hill..
The yurt goes to greener pastures, the Castle gets raized & burnt,
sooner or later..

this morning did some drawing, working on my wheeled pony travois
idea.. getting there.. trying to keep it simple, load low to ground,
and skids coming into play & tires out of the way automatically when
its time to need the skids...

why? Well because that allows me to carry a load into places that
would bog or roll over a regular cart...

also its all I can afford for now... four wheelbarrow wheels and some
lumber & nylon strap etc... if I were trapped in a job in a city, I'd
be collecting my nenomadic stuff, and building, & last thing get a
pony, and be gone with the warm breezes of spring time... looking for
a place to garden... Plenty of land, plenty of people will let you
camp & garden for a share... wander south after the harvest for an
easier winter, keep your baggage light, and the food containers as
full as possible.. spend your days with pony & dog, and your nights
in warm blankets or making popcorn while listening to the portable
short wave.. Guarantee you youll be glad youre not in some of the
places you hear about..

Was informed that a couple people who cant help themselves but care
about me, are going to buy me a new puppy for my birthday.. I still
hear my dog with every rustle.. she was an exelent person..

anyway, so thinking to start collecting puppy hardware.. get prepared
at same time looking for pup unit.. going to get another german
shepherd, my favorite breed of wolfy dog for living in the brush...
they suit my purposes... And keep the latins more respectful of my
rights...

my worker commented yesterday, that Chia never spent a day of her life
tied up... Glad he noticed.. The rest of you should take a lesson, and
do unto yourselves as I have done for my dogs... If it aint a good
life for a dog, aint the place to be for a human...

My son is talking about us working up a small herd of Germany's
ansestral pooches... an idea we both had seperately... I like
working with animals.. my dogs have generally had 20 word or more
vocabularies... horses too..

I like to think about pre-Roman Germanic life, and how they must have
used their dogs for hunting wild pigs & bear, and protecting the clan
in battles with raiders.. So there is definitely a place in my
neoindigenous vision for them...

I've learned, that the past is a gold mine of things that will work in
the future.. Civilisations cycle.. Up, & plop onto the dirt again...
Best one not get too far from the earth while theyre doing that...

have a town trip coming up, going to get a V-belt for the grain mill,
and some full sized vise grips to use doing crafts projects... And
maybe some wheels for a project...

one thing I realized yesterday, was that the travois was used by
Indians with dogs before horses arrived... so wondering about a
downsized version to let the dog carry some things.. Would have to be
really light etc, but if properly done, better than the doggie pack
load wise...

I like playing with such projects, have found the neoindigenous mind
set to be a rich field to cultivate... had been thinking about
crossing a pack frame with a hand cart, but now wondering if maybe
better to build a dog travois, could use as human powered cart also...
might be able to have it be a pack frame too?

basically a device to allow one to carry more with less strain & pain..

its a hobby.. Designing & building such stuff, also fills in my
lifestyle with nifty items...

my suggestion to the wannabee freeperson, is to first get a vision of
what you want, an overall view.. how you really want to live in your
heart..

then go from there from the bottom up and center outwards... get your
close to body stuuf first, make as much as possible yourself, and work
up & outwards from there..

Its also a good idea to figure out what you dont need first.. then
what you really do need...

always choose minimalism over too much, and simple over complicated..

think about the necessities of life at a simple level first... tools
to grow food & do craft items for use, weapons so youre not dependent
on 911 if assholes show up, good stout clothing that will take a
working life..

warm blankets for cold nights, and durable cooking gear that will last
over a fire, and take a beating on rocks at the creek...

let go of ALL assumptions... always think you have more to learn..

let go of the canned ya-ya heads music, get a nice instrument for
fireside hours alone...

learn to appreciate natural sounds...

if you live in the city & are afraid of bears, you have your head
wired backwards... i've lived in the hills most of my life, have yet
to see a live bear or mountain lion in the wild.. cities are
thousands of times more dangerous than mountains..

anyway, waiting for my tea over the sacred flames, thinking about my
mint plants, doing fine in the garden, will propagate when the rains
come, want to do a nice area of each herb..

my grandma started me on mint tea as a kid, always makes me feel homey...

also, remember, no guts, no glory, really do it yourself, or just read
the story...

Theres really only one goal in life, to get your own trip going properly..

I have found, that thinking about projects before I can afford to do
them helps alot.. Often wind up thinking for years on this or that,
but when I finally can start collecting pieces, and cutting materials,
I have a really well designed item when I'm done...

It pays to think... and sketching endlessly results in nice items...

anyway, got some more corn & beans planted this morning, looks like it
will be gracious enough to rain on my seeds later today.

I'm a strange man in a strange land, but I wouldnt have it any other way..

Ran into an indian guy on the bus the other day, he'd once been up to
the house with another Guaymi friend, brought his daughter, about 15,
she was perhaps the prettiest girl I've seen in my life.. well I
complimented her to her father the other day on the bus... said in
front of latins that she was prettiest girl I'd seen in the country...
its been maybe ten years since that day, and last week I get a call
from my Guaymi friend, says the guy thinks I need a woman, & he just
happens to have an excess of the critters in his family.. time to
visit...

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Thursday, 5th May, 2011.........

morning,
in from garden, munching flat bread, had a good guitar practice at
dawn, learned a new strumming variable on a chord round, learn a bit
every day..

Was thinking about you poor fools out there in the "real" world this morning..

realized something that might help;

that a wise man would never consider a permanent job...

why? because then you dont have time to do what you want to do, and
then one also tends to bite off more than they can chew economically..

an example might be housing.. a good thinker might decide he doesnt
need a proverbial ranch stye vanity castle to protect his head from
rain & butt from cold... and he could work a part time or short
duration job to get materials & toolage, and come up with something a
bit more downscale, and bank the free time not spent making 40 years
of payments to the Fat Vampire down at the savings & loan...

this would free up alot of time to attack one's other necessities,
like food growing... and I'd think the same way on land, or anything
else.. get less, rent for a growing season, keep one's freedom....

the most valuable commodity in the modern world is not gold, its freedom...

try and buy some.. yeah, go down to walmart and ask a walking duffer
where the freedom isle is... He'll probably take you to the plastic
flowers for use on graves etc...

actually can buy lots of freedom there, but your money tempts some
poor Chinese guy to quit growing food, & enslave himself...

a job is indentured servitude, no more no less... bible says if you
work for someone else youre a slave....

only logical person to work for, is yourself... and the more you
keep the nose headed that direction, more likely of having a better
future..

do the math... credit is a trap, humility is the escape technique,
vanity is the bait...

much better to live in a snuggly yurt, than the castle on the hill..
The yurt goes to greener pastures, the Castle gets raized & burnt,
sooner or later..

this morning did some drawing, working on my wheeled pony travois
idea.. getting there.. trying to keep it simple, load low to ground,
and skids coming into play & tires out of the way automatically when
its time to need the skids...

why? Well because that allows me to carry a load into places that
would bog or roll over a regular cart...

also its all I can afford for now... four wheelbarrow wheels and some
lumber & nylon strap etc... if I were trapped in a job in a city, I'd
be collecting my nenomadic stuff, and building, & last thing get a
pony, and be gone with the warm breezes of spring time... looking for
a place to garden... Plenty of land, plenty of people will let you
camp & garden for a share... wander south after the harvest for an
easier winter, keep your baggage light, and the food containers as
full as possible.. spend your days with pony & dog, and your nights
in warm blankets or making popcorn while listening to the portable
short wave.. Guarantee you youll be glad youre not in some of the
places you hear about..

Was informed that a couple people who cant help themselves but care
about me, are going to buy me a new puppy for my birthday.. I still
hear my dog with every rustle.. she was an exelent person..

anyway, so thinking to start collecting puppy hardware.. get prepared
at same time looking for pup unit.. going to get another german
shepherd, my favorite breed of wolfy dog for living in the brush...
they suit my purposes... And keep the latins more respectful of my
rights...

my worker commented yesterday, that Chia never spent a day of her life
tied up... Glad he noticed.. The rest of you should take a lesson, and
do unto yourselves as I have done for my dogs... If it aint a good
life for a dog, aint the place to be for a human...

My son is talking about us working up a small herd of Germany's
ansestral pooches... an idea we both had seperately... I like
working with animals.. my dogs have generally had 20 word or more
vocabularies... horses too..

I like to think about pre-Roman Germanic life, and how they must have
used their dogs for hunting wild pigs & bear, and protecting the clan
in battles with raiders.. So there is definitely a place in my
neoindigenous vision for them...

I've learned, that the past is a gold mine of things that will work in
the future.. Civilisations cycle.. Up, & plop onto the dirt again...
Best one not get too far from the earth while theyre doing that...

have a town trip coming up, going to get a V-belt for the grain mill,
and some full sized vise grips to use doing crafts projects... And
maybe some wheels for a project...

one thing I realized yesterday, was that the travois was used by
Indians with dogs before horses arrived... so wondering about a
downsized version to let the dog carry some things.. Would have to be
really light etc, but if properly done, better than the doggie pack
load wise...

I like playing with such projects, have found the neoindigenous mind
set to be a rich field to cultivate... had been thinking about
crossing a pack frame with a hand cart, but now wondering if maybe
better to build a dog travois, could use as human powered cart also...
might be able to have it be a pack frame too?

basically a device to allow one to carry more with less strain & pain..

its a hobby.. Designing & building such stuff, also fills in my
lifestyle with nifty items...

my suggestion to the wannabee freeperson, is to first get a vision of
what you want, an overall view.. how you really want to live in your
heart..

then go from there from the bottom up and center outwards... get your
close to body stuuf first, make as much as possible yourself, and work
up & outwards from there..

Its also a good idea to figure out what you dont need first.. then
what you really do need...

always choose minimalism over too much, and simple over complicated..

think about the necessities of life at a simple level first... tools
to grow food & do craft items for use, weapons so youre not dependent
on 911 if assholes show up, good stout clothing that will take a
working life..

warm blankets for cold nights, and durable cooking gear that will last
over a fire, and take a beating on rocks at the creek...

let go of ALL assumptions... always think you have more to learn..

let go of the canned ya-ya heads music, get a nice instrument for
fireside hours alone...

learn to appreciate natural sounds...

if you live in the city & are afraid of bears, you have your head
wired backwards... i've lived in the hills most of my life, have yet
to see a live bear or mountain lion in the wild.. cities are
thousands of times more dangerous than mountains..

anyway, waiting for my tea over the sacred flames, thinking about my
mint plants, doing fine in the garden, will propagate when the rains
come, want to do a nice area of each herb..

my grandma started me on mint tea as a kid, always makes me feel homey...

also, remember, no guts, no glory, really do it yourself, or just read
the story...

Theres really only one goal in life, to get your own trip going properly..

I have found, that thinking about projects before I can afford to do
them helps alot.. Often wind up thinking for years on this or that,
but when I finally can start collecting pieces, and cutting materials,
I have a really well designed item when I'm done...

It pays to think... and sketching endlessly results in nice items...

anyway, got some more corn & beans planted this morning, looks like it
will be gracious enough to rain on my seeds later today.

I'm a strange man in a strange land, but I wouldnt have it any other way..

Ran into an indian guy on the bus the other day, he'd once been up to
the house with another Guaymi friend, brought his daughter, about 15,
she was perhaps the prettiest girl I've seen in my life.. well I
complimented her to her father the other day on the bus... said in
front of latins that she was prettiest girl I'd seen in the country...
its been maybe ten years since that day, and last week I get a call
from my Guaymi friend, says the guy thinks I need a woman, & he just
happens to have an excess of the critters in his family.. time to
visit...

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Wednesday 4th May, 2011........

Going on 4 in the morning,
just woke, built a fire, and put tea on...

fell asleep listening to short wave...
And woke having this bazaar dream,
only to realize it was the radio theater program just going off, as I woke...

Fell asleep listening to "Ben Laudin fever" over the ether... not too
much concerned, not stupid enough to believe a word the government
has said in years... Last time I was sucked in, was the presidential
election, when I thought there might be some hope if Obama got
elected, which I wrote about in this blog... it was a short
honeymoon...

anyway, After the strange dream which turned out to be the strange
radio theater, it dawned on me, that their was a connection....

the nightmare the world is watching unfold is a strange radio & TV
drama program... The worst nightmare imaginable; how the world
ended....

the nightmare is real, but the program is fictional..

and I remembered a kid I knew in about fourth grade, son of one of my
father's co-workers..

Strange kid... He was a habitual liar... I mean this kid didnt do
anything but tell lies 24/7.. and I was having a hard time even
playing with him.. I usually tell it like I see it, flat out, and
most of my childhood's most imprinted memories were of getting
violently abused for telling the truth... By a father who would be in
prison, if he'd been doing what he did back then, in the modern era...
to 4 kids from two different wives, three of whom survived it... all
three survivors took heavy damage..

anyway, back to the habitual liar... never saw anyone else in my life
like him... and after a couple days of putting up with constant
obvious lies, I tried something...

I just invented a big bullshit story as big as one of his... Just one
big lie... And the kid listened, and quit lying to me.. It was
instant.. And he never lied to me again...

and tonight waking up, after the bazaar induced nightmare, I
remembered that kid, and realized how he was, was just like the
government & mainstream media..

all I've ever heard was lies...

now I do some amateur psychology work.. With people... and I have a
young woman friend now a licensed psychologist, who got interested in
the field as a kid, when I taught her things about human psychology...

and tonight I thought about the habitual liar kid years ago, and
imagined a psychologist interviewing the kid, trying to figure out his
obvious problem..

and realized thats what listening to the status quo is like... Like
trying to figure out what their mental problem is...

mass psychology is just like individual psychology,
same neurosis etc.. the collective is an individual, and has a
personality disorder... in our case, he's a habitual liar..

none of us with our headlights turned on believes a word Mr. status
Quo says... its gotten obvious what his problem is..

but in this case, I dont think telling him a big lie back is going to
get him to stop...

but I do think we can cure him... just by mentioning none of us
believes a bleeping word he says....

only thing I havent figured out, is how we do that collectively? I
suspect by turning off the program, and when anybody mentions any of
the shit passed off as news, just say; I dont pay any attention to the
news, its just a habitual liar's forum...

state your disbelief publically.. It may help others caught up in the
big lie... do it at every opportunity.. The more you do it, the more
others will have to start thinking.. The way to stop the bazaar
program is click it off, and anytime anything on TV is mentioned,
just say you dont pay attention to it, the habitual liar's forum, or
youre own analogy for it.. The more analogies the better...

the normacy paradigm is based on what is unsaid & what is said..

"Say what is unsaid.. Dont just repeat what is said...."

its garbage.. dog puke is more real & smells better..

at last count Ben Laudin has been dead 9 times if you gather up all
the stories off mainstream over the years...

I'm just waiting to hear story ten, eleven, twelve etc.

Ben Laudin is dead? I feel sorry for his family...

but he's being immortalized... a new form of creative literature..
mainstream doing Ben Laudin is dead stories... maybe we should start
telling big lies back? Just everybody invent up their own Ben Laudin
is dead story? maybe Obunghole, & the Wicked Witch of the East would
get the idea, that we dont believe their shit, if we replaced lawyer
jokes with how theyre going to kill Ben Laudin next time they need a
ratings boot for political purposes...

let me be first;

I think next time, theyll kill Ben Laudin, by nuking the entire
bleeping planet..

there, thats a big enough lie..

these people are obviously terminally insane...

be not one of them...

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Happy Dogs.....

Chia's poem;

Lord, if I make it back to Eden,
I'll know it when I see the gate,
there'll be a bunch of happy dogs with tails waggin',
waitin' like they always wait.

gris bosque
2nd of May 2011
south pacific
Costa Rica

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Monday, 2nd of May, 2011...........

Morning,
sun just coming over the mountain..
Have been busy lately, my dog is sick, not doing well, and looks
maybe to die...

so spent yesterday doing an emergency run to the border to get stuff
for her... had the usual problems at vetrinary supply, and figured
out the tico mindset may have contributed to my dog's worsening
condition, that they hadnt sold me the multi spectrum anti parasite
stuff that I asked for twice in a row, they sold me what they sell the
most of.. Which is whatever they feel like pushing..

so instead of dog being de parasited for everything as I assumed, she
was deparasited for a single class, and yesterday it took 15 minutes
insisting before I got what I needed to make sure the problem wasnt
parasites...

I go thru this all the time here, Ticos have a real problem, they
think they know everything, and that you dont know shit, and its a
country with no libraries, one TV station, that eats rice & beans 3X a
day from teat to body bag...

if you want to become enlightened, no need for an Ashram in India, or
a Monastery in Tibet... just go live with south of the border latins
for as many years as you want to be continually enlightened as to the
bad effects of letting egocentric thinking rule your mind...

some folks down here are humble & decent, but theres really bad
numbers on the opposites....

anyway, so also being contemplative about my own hand in the dog's
fate... not a nice place to go mentally... But one faces truth when
effect catches causer.... and so I'm here watching my dog suffer,
and wishing I had done better for her..

well, theres only one thing we never ever have to worry about, and
thats being perfect...

But life is a process of learning about one's imprefections too late
to do anything...

but better late than never...

I notice, & how I notice, that all the biting bugs are much worse
than normal this year.. Like theyre all coming up on their cycle at
the same time..

the chances of half a dozen different parasite type insects all having
their population high point at the same time are very slim... Unless
theres a causitive...

I suspect its climate change, and is also the stuff mentioned in Bible
about pests etc.. that we've screwed up the balance, and in this
universe that means you get smacked really hard by the reaction..
Generally in the animal world, of which I'm a member in good standing,
when they breed themselves silly, and pig all the food, pretty soon
their corpses are littering the landscape...

in our case the most piggish are thinking to kill off their thinner
competitors, and restart the cycle..

but if I understand things correctly, in humans, its the fattest who
live shortest..

so my guess is their plan will back fire on them as is generally the
case in a universe kept in balance by the Murphy Effect...

its cause and effect folks, no matter what the variables of the
moment happen to be...

anyway, I'm here keeping the dog company, & hoping all the stuff I hit
her with turns the tide...

but its down to prayer & tears.... and after being in Tico Town
yesterday, as I was huffing up the mountain, not sure if I'd find my
dog dead or alive, I realized that a shit eating dog is better than a
prideful hippocrit.. including my own version thereof...

the knowlege of good & evil, is reality 101, mostly learned first &
best by figuring out the hard way, what evil is, and where it takes
you...

which is where we are now, nosing into compost shredder..

anyway, had a good guitar practice at dawn, learning chord rounds and
exploring chord progressions.. Every day I learn something.. So I know
that if I stay relentless, I will get to decent eventually... and
thats my goal, to just keep learning.. Guitar is like life, infinite
potential limited by your own attitudes...

so, I write this between runs to the spring, chopping wood, washing
dishes, and getting my food trip together...

drinking tea with lemon, made over an open fire, trying to keep my
dog calmed as she suffers.. we've spent alot of years together,
having an ultimate good life for a boy and his dog.. Together nearly
every day, all kinds of hikes and adventures, plenty of hugs and
happy dogs, and we went thru some really hard stuff...

and I wasnt caught up in the rat race, and we didnt live in a filthy
city, and I'm happy to say my dogs have had better lives in better
places than most humans..
Rich people on this planet live lives I wouldnt subject my dog to...

vanity aint sanity...

a natural life is a good life, an unnatural life aint a life at all,
its hell on wheels & ego...

anyway, got the beans cleaned & on, was a bad year, rain in the
harvest season... so lots of moldy beans.. But one sits in the
morning sunshine, picking out the culls... Not as simple as buying
bagged products, but we'll still be growing beans here when city
people are hungry or nuked..

anyway, waiting for my dog to die, and the only thing I would change
if I had it to do over, is myself... be a better friend than I was...
It aint the human side of the dog human thing that has the moral high
ground...

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