They call me insane, a fanatic.
If the mainstream social circle is sane, I want to be clinically irate.
From a very young age, I didn't want to fit in.
Epecially if what they had going on was the "normal" we were supposed to attain to.
I dropped out of school and joined nature in my search for my personal development.
Complacency is no mark of a strong soul.
Defined from an early age and marginalized.
I am crazy enough in my decisions that most look at me like "who the fuck is this dude?"
If they are the saviour. Make me the anti christ.
It takes a lot of self confidence, trust and support to take everything you se around you and decide, this is enough.
I HAD ENOUGH My family, friends, support, all blinded in the matrix, willing to support a system that was hell bent on raping and stealing from us. People look at me and ask, "hey whats wrong?" Really! Can you not tell. Can you not feel what is wrong in the world! What is happening in the UK right now is a prime example. Building full of the "poor" burning in front of the richest homes in the area. They tried to clad a build to make it look "nicer" and in the process killed many families. Governments use words like "inflation" to tell you they are directly stealing from you, mingled in with "income taxes" "goods and service taxes" Our parents have been stolen from. If it weren't for hot showers and cell phone, we are not sure everyone would be happy.
Our system is collapsing, sociopathic behaviors is voted in and accepted. Tit for tat as children die.
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I am a young man, the fight and passion in someone my age is right at the surface. This body is that of an animals. It knows how to kill to protect what I love, to fight for what I believe in. I put it all down and moved into the jungle to be a warrior in a garden
Would you rather be a gardener in a war or a warrior in a garden?
The choice for me was easy.
Meanwhile the US government has spent over a trillion dollars on the F-35. A totally useless aircraft. The DOD has lost many more trillions, which just so luckily disappeared in the hit on the Pentagon on 9/11. We pay our hours for paper, that in one way or another are based on the corrupt fabric of the dying monetary system. We are angry, we are confused, pissed off.
I am not by any means a smart human being. Deciding to leave all of this behind to grow, doesn't even feel like I had a choice. It was either this, or stay and contribute to the continuation of global genocide and arrogance. This path is not easy. I have spent many times crying alone, even now. Tears burst behind these blue eyes. So much of the world is happily arrogant, ignorant and supportive of these global crimes. Yet, we are the marginalized ones. We are the ones they look down on, like we fucked up.
Alive and Breathing
It can be a lonely path of solitude. The plants and animals have become my best friends. The breeze blowing through the leaves and the water of rain drops on our face, our greatest gifts. Naked in the field, screaming. Even still, I cant imagine what it would take to be blind to all of this. To accept and embrace the choices of the first world. If they are sane. I prefer to be insane. Joined recently by a couple who have become dearest friends to me. They are doing the same, moving from the Hustle life in the UK to start planting trees. We spent yesterday climbing through the jungle together with machetes cutting down the jungle, finding fresh water crabs, fruits we had never seen and tripping out on the truths of nature.Mean while all the electricity in the surrounding countries had gone out. All the stores closed, fridges with food already starting to go bad. This is what we prepared for. The just in time delivery system will fail one day, it is fragile.
We are not, we are anti fragile.
We are ready to be broken and put back together again.
Arcane Conclusion
There is no end to this, not untill we all agree, this has to end. When we all decide together we have had enough and we take our species and these animal bodies in a new direction. Women and men bent on grooming, but not for survival or procreation. Almost No one has children anymore, chasing careers over the nature and survival of reality. Paper cash, big houses, fast cars. I was blessed and cursed enough to have had lived in multi million dollar homes, hundred thousand dollar sports cars. Two,gorgeous,young naked women tide to the bed for my enjoyment when I would get home.
I lived the life of a rock star when I was younger. Slowing down to this pace is not easy, and there is almost no support for those that choose to do it.
Silent and unseen hero's.
My rewards are the small moments of connection with nature, the smells of the blooming plants. The witness of a new born sloth and its mom enjoying the fresh leaves. Monkeys play and laugh as they throw each other out of the trees. I am forever grateful for everything I have seen. I have lived a full life.
This wasn't easy to write, and I am revealing a lot of myself. Open wide.
The jungle fights me everyday, I love it for the obstacles, challenges. Its scars wounds, bacteria and diseases.
The nature of life and survival.
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