It’s primal psychosis; much in the same way women become obsessive about looks and will go to extremes to look “better” than other women; there are men who seek value in developing  hyper dominant physical features.

These freakish extremes of both the masculine or feminine are not realistically attractive to many sane members of the opposition sex; so to question why is indeed apropos

I never assumed he was pure raw paleo by any stretch of the imagination; but I am intrigued by his bastardized integrative approach that uses elements of both natural and unnatural Extremes in order to obtain insane results.

Please forward any other evidence to back up the claim of insulin, growth hormone, and other such substances he is accused of using; it would be interesting?

It seems his wife and children may be on a more natural diet and lifestyle path and it would be interesting to see how the entire family holds up over time.

I agree with much of the ancestral tenants he professes, although I concede it is deceptive for someone who becomes wealthy selling “natural”  to be secretly getting jacked on the unnatural.

Weston filmed a good portion of his visit to my homestead and will be uploading clips over the following weeks.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Svrjo3yfizE

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=5572903339420332&set=a.838882302822483&type=3

Wild Times and Stange days have found me....

The My Strange addiction casting call is going forward, and they want to green light the potential "hit piece". It has been approved for filming, lord have mercy.  I had originally thought they may have found out about my domestic seditional radicalism escapades, but it looks like they are clueless about my legal predicament...bless their paparazzi hearts.

Im also communicating with Weston about doing a follow up later in the year and am brainstorming on a potential pilgrimage to meet with a videographer to document on video a candid expose on the life and times of "Yours truly' ahead of my Trial . Though in my heart I know I have not harmed anybody, and was only doing what I thought was right to warn the people of my community about what is coming; but due to the mass media induced psychosis of many people in the local jury pool I may lose this fight and will have to spend some time in prison, so I would like to be able to get a raw uncensored message out to the world before being caged and silenced by the state.

Before the Clarion to action drew me out of the safety of the Cave, I intended to lay low and live the obscure working man life until my children were grown, before the war got too bad. The writing is on the wall for those with eyes to see and there were many harbingers who have been warning of what is coming, though I admit from pre 2020, I didn't think it would get to this point of total fuckery until later in the decade (bravo, well done alien overlords) . The blitzkrieg is occurring world wide and what a whirlwind it is reaping. The watershed moment is here; many of our fellow captives are dumbfoundedly reenacting the Ghost Dance of false hope, while the world grows more inhuman
 and loveless every day. 

These coming months may be the last free days I will experience before being taken away to the gulags; as dark as the prospects may seem, Hope springs eternal in the Beast of Man, and in the indominable spirit of the noble savage; its game on now! Are we Mice or are we Cave Men? Time to yell it on the mountain and shout it from the roof tops, stand up and make an uproar! I would rather die like a tiger than Live like a Pussy!

Cathartic hyperbolic rhetoric aside I'm going to continue to work, live and love to the fullest. Its uncanny, this feeling of resolution; an optimism persist even in the depths of chronic foreboding and the melee of daily trifles; the primrose path is being cleared and the stage is being set for something sublimely beautiful and disastrous; win or lose, drawl or fall, life must be lived, and experienced with eyes wide open! 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lqYTX7parRw

'Cause we got a mighty convoy
Rockin' through the night
Yeah, we got a mighty convoy
Ain't she a beautiful sight?

After a few delays I believe there will be a live stream on Instagram with Myself and Weston Saturday 12:00 est, let me know if anyone is interested in checking out the chat, and I will try to share the link when I get it.

Did you grandmam have a good life, according to her? Not seeing a car your entire life does not say anything about being happy. And moving to the city would, in my opinion, not really be a step forward.

The highlight of her week would be to walk with her brother down the train tracks with a dime, to buy a moon pie at the local store, then walk back to the cabin. Simplicity isnt necessarily happiness but I believe being raised in a humble environment can be a good foundation. If you start out with a humble origin, raised without a technological cocoon, then you are so much more capable of appreciating all the wonder the technology hive has to offer. Children who are born directly into the womb of metropolis, have no experience to act as contrast, and so are incapable of feeling the wonder, nor are they able to wander back and forth between the rustic and progressive worlds.

My Grandmother having lived during many eras during her own lifetime, and experienced many ways of life, was able to be equally happy in a backwoods cabin as in a high rise penthouse.

I believe safety is in community, you need the right people in your area but also elsewhere, as what's safe today, may not be safe tomorrow. Having options ahead of time so that decisions must not be made in a rush and without proper consideration, is key.

Also keep in mind that it's not only the destination you should worry about, but the voyage.

Since few slaves step off the plantation with any frequency, it's most easy to target the ones who do than to constantly whip the ones staying put like they're supposed to.

I have the voyager spirit and know very well this life is a journey; and im somewhat content being agnostic on the question Determinism Vs Free Will as the guiding forces of fate and destiny. Not knowing what the future holds and embracing the uncertainty of ones decisions is part of the grace of lifes mystery. There is a balance I seek between safety and freedom; adventure and comfort; community and solitude. I was fairly content with the local community pre 2018, but post covid the slave mentality has come over the land like a tidal wave and I see how it could be signaling me to consider an exodus. Though its obviously a global phenomenon, there still must be pockets of refuge dispersed throughout the various lands of the once free nations.

I do not live in US, but if I did, South Dakota looks pretty good regarding the response:

https://ballotpedia.org/States_that_did_not_issue_stay-at-home_orders_in_response_to_the_coronavirus_(COVID-19)_pandemic,_2020

My Mother was born in South Dakota and my Grandmother claims moving there was the worst decision ion her life. When I visited it seemed a very harsh land with very harsh people in small towns surrounded by the barren desolate landscapes of the Badlands.

- I'm assuming that there will be no apocalypse, no specific date where everything really goes to shit. Everything will just get worse and worse, but most people will go along with it. They will just accept that their lives are getting worse and worse. The people in power are to smart to have an apocalypse, because that would mean that the entire system will collapse. I would think that the people in power would not want that to happen, because they are pretty happy with this system i guess. If anybody has any theories on why everything will crumble, please share them. I'm curious about this.

Please share your thoughts on my thoughts =)

“Ours is essentially a tragic age, so we refuse to take it tragically. The cataclysm has happened, we are among the ruins, we start to build up new little habitats, to have new little hopes. It is rather hard work: there is now no smooth road into the future: but we go round, or scramble over the obstacles. We’ve got to live, no matter how many skies have fallen.”  D H Lawrence

Each Generation has to face its apocalypse as well as its renaissance . Systems rise and fall outside of the best laid plans of mice and men. Im not sure if there is a human will on top controlling the flow of events. I tend to feel that there are impersonal forces and higher powers at work in guiding the unfolding of evolving systems that work on levels beyond the notions of human hierarchical power schemes. This life is a collaborative effort and each of us has influence over and are influenced by the other. Part of the dance of Kali, wheel of existence and the illusions of Maya are there to trick us into handing over our divine power to the imps, dominating and trickster spirits. These incessant struggles for power and control; through cycles of epic conflict and collaboration; and the taking on of the various roles; our world is created and evolved. The constant conflict and struggle is just as much of a necessity to the act of creation as is the tranquility, beauty, and Peace. Frustrations arise when we try to place human morals and judgment upon the forces of nature, as well as projecting our own feelings upon others. This frustrations and projections are also a vital part of the dance, and it motivates the drives and inspires individual beings into taking actions which further perpetuate the cycles of living and dying.

If I didn't have family in Pennsylvania I would move to NH.  Their state rep Mike Sylvia is proposing succession from the Union due to it's tyrannical behavior.  I no longer salute the federal flag either. It means tyranny, imperialism, and corporate feudalism over Americans.

I remember after the 911 false flag I renounced material possession and denounced US imperialism and lived like a vagabond for over a year, before reconciling with the Empire. Its a damn complicated topic, on the one hand the US Empire has stabilized much of the world after WW2 and has somewhat kept other authoritative regimes from running entirely amok, while at the same time its been involved in the subjugation abuse and murder of innocent people. There is no easy answer to the question of how nations should justly wield their power or to what means are justified to secure the general welfare? Or who is to say what the General welfare Means? These conflicts are also an eternal part of the divine comedy and tragedy of life and are destined to play out within each of the lives of the children of earth, as each of us pursues our own multifaceted objectives.

https://vimeo.com/327923084

This is just a hypothetical, I’ve been pondering lately. My homeland has been infiltrated by legions of Covid Mad Walking Brain Dead Lemmings and as much as I plan on standing my ground and fighting the good fight, it would be prudent to have an escape plan in such times of uncertainty and persecution. Where I live is a liberal leaning city of over 300,000 people, so if things begin to go zombie apocalyptic, there will be a need to relocate asap.

So instead of waiting until the last minute to prepare an escape plan, I would be interested in brainstorming with others about prospect locations that would be ideal for raising sheep semi off grid, near a community of people dedicated to maintaining maximum personal freedom through the duration of the War. A place of low enough population density with enough quality grazing land to actually support a small self sustaining community.

"When a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security."

Declaration of Independence (July 4th 1776)

Sabertooth, I hope you don't mind me asking, but when you talk about higher powers protecting you, would you tell me who/what you are referring to?   

Ive been asking myself that question for as long as I can remember, and the answers have changed continually along with the various stages of this incarnation. The truth is ultimately beyond words, All I have to offer others is remnants of sentiments, memories and epiphanies; that have over the years changed me from a cynical nihilistic youth, into a much more humble in the face of the mystery Man. When I was a child of 3 years I noticed a birth mark below my knee and remember my mother telling me its from when my guardian angle kissed me as a baby. At times through my growth I have felt the benevolent spirit watching over me, while at other times during my sickness I have felt cursed and outcast by God.

During my last severe bout of illness back in 2008 I remember being stricken terrible with sickness, and also a deep despair of a realization that my life could end in a sick meaningless mess of madness and my young children will become lost to the wicked world. While bedridden with viral meningitis and through the subsequent months of flair ups of an unknown affliction, I prayed constantly for relief, while also promising to God, that if I were to become well again, that I would serve a higher calling whenever called upon.

Of course with life being a fickle tempest, even after regaining health, I often failed to live up to my vows to God. Many other times since those darkest days, I have had challenges, made mistakes, and faced moments of Doubt; but since regaining my faith, I have always looked past these trifles for the opportunity for redemption and renewal by Spirit. Each new suffering that emerges is now viewed upon as a learning experience, instead of a divine punishment; and the pain of existence is transformed into a passion to keep living for the divine moment, regardless of the precarious status of an ever falling sky, or the torment of ever wayward Spirits.

In order to order a Modern Society, the collective mind of humanity infernally attempts to force the separation of the secular from the spiritual worlds; to divide God from Science; to segregate the Ape from its essence. These circumstances create a chronic state confliction and leads to many feeling discombobulated and out of touch with our own nature. Perhaps to a certain degree we must learn to accept these harsh man made realities and try to see that these systems of social control are in many ways necessary for maintaining order among an ever growing horde of highly volatile hominids with Genocidal tendencies. The question then is how best to organize and implement these massive systems of regulations and mental control; which is as much a matter of Art and Religion, as it is of science and reason.

In some ways its easier for many of us to hide behind the dogmas of the Gods, or the iconography of the secular philosophy, or some other mental tripe made up by the control freaks of the day; than to face up to our own individual responsibility in the creative process of life as it manifest here and now. God Consciousness is our birthright as human beings; the ability of the earths children to think for themselves and direct their own destiny, is in direct accord with the fundamental forces of creation itself. The same forces of creation and destruction, that evolved within the movements of the Stars and galaxies, work to shape and form the societies of humankind.  This ancient religious sentiment of a cosmic consciousness worldview, in which there is no separation between the creator and the creation, is extremely empowering to the individual; as well as can be extremely disruptive to precarious hierarchical societies built upon restricting and enslaving the individual. I know from first hand experience that those clinging to worldly power do not want to hear anything about the existence of any such higher powers. I am currently under felony indictment and at war with the State that has become Deaf, Dumb and Blind to the truth that there is a higher form of justice than the planet of the ape courts will ever acknowledge.

These dynamic conflicts of (power and control)(creator and Creation)(Slaves and Masters) have played out through the sagas of the ages, and for those with eyes to see, are being played out right now on a scale and sophistication, so grandiose, it boggles the mind to begin to fathom. From within this wilderness backwater forum; from the tiger eyed view, I sit as a silent (and sometimes not so silent) witness, to this divine comedy; not knowing whether to laugh, cry or scream. If there is anything I am sure of, it is that those wild angels watching over the fleshlings of earth are getting one hell of a show.

Not sure if that answers the question, but thanks for allowing the space for some of these musings to be let out.

I believe all the other mods have abandoned this desolate wasteland?? They are either missing or presumed to have succumbed to the plague. 

So much of my personal experience is chronicled here, I would be interested in reaching out to Edwin,  taking on a moderator role, and to also get a hard backup of my own writings here.

If I end up going to prison next year, I may actually have time to write a book and at least release it online to the carnivore community. It would be a minor personal tragedy if this place was taken away without warning.