Thinking About Going Into Permanent Exile

:laughing: I was in the military. :wink: I am already aware of their advanced toys and satellite surveillance systems.

At any rate if I stay within civilization the way things currently are I am already dead just a more slower death.

I’d rather go out fighting even if I might lose. :laughing: :evilfun:

If that is how it will end it will be a great day to die. [-X

Die fighting, rebelling, and resisting. That is how I want to exit this place.

You won’t be fighting.
You won’t even know they were there.
You WILL merely become ill.
…and die along with (hopefully before) your woman.

Maybe, maybe not. Fate will decide. There is always random dumb luck too. :wink:

Quit being a joy killer. :laughing:

He is a “disciple of chaos”…ironically a self-organizing, self-perpetuating, one.
I loved Dark Knight.

I was in the military…I learned that all that military shit is of the bovine variety.

I did get to shoot a gun though. Now I’m not even allowed to shoot off my mouth.
Too many children around; one of them might break skin and have daddy come running to teach me that all the kids are here to have fun with the toys.

The military is a bunch of organized ants really. Together they are a unstoppable formidable force and synchronistically mechanical but isolate a couple from their squad or command to watch how directionless they really are on their own. Like ants seperated from the hive left to hopelessly fend on their own.

Self organization? You bet. That is what genuine individual independence is.

You know, if you actually used all that energy in a focused manner, you might really achieve something. You might change the world. You might get a job which you find satisfying. Whatever. As it is, you are just chasing your own tail.

“That which remains in Self-Harmony cannot perish.”

“Clarify, Verify, and Instill the Perception of Hopes and Threats that Optimize the Momentum of Self-Harmony”

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Not me. I am smart enough to know the world is a lie and deceit but not smart enough or financially well to do in being economically successful.

I am just too plainly average for this world of high expectations and zero sum game rules.

In this world you are either economically successful or you are reduced to that of a eternal slave. There is no middle anymore.

You are either a technological or mechanical specialist where if not you are reduced to a non-specialized slave.

Since I can’t be economically successful where I refuse to play the part of the slave my only independence is my independent act of exiting out of the game altogether where I will create and define my own world.

Here’s a quaint idea, requiring nothing more than a shift in perspective:

Consider the buildings trees, the roads rivers, the manimals anything from worms to weasels and from tigers to cows, and live amongst them in this wilderness…this desert of the real.

The change is a recognition of genetic to memetic diversity.
Just in this forum you can find sheep, lions, ants, bugs, wolves, rabbits, all under the watchful eyes of the gardener, who is one of them himself.

The desert of the real is civilization. The real has always been the natural primordial which exists outside of it which is not imposed by the artificial simulation.

The real has always been that of instinct versus cultural conditioning.

And what an advantage a hunter would have in seeing the real underneath the emptiness and who stops associating himself with the cattle around him.

As uniformity increases, internally, though it might take on all these superficial traits to pretend that it is free and complex, an equal and opposite reaction takes place…fragmentation.

Take this lovey-dovey bullshit, all fake and simplistic, yet it sharpens hatred and its natural role as discriminating.

All true.
But merely an accurate account of the situation. Not a proposal for solution.
Ahh yes, that’s right, “there is no solution”.
I think they refer to that as “Fatalism”.

…and trying to think of civilization as that “jungle” didn’t work for me either. The natural jungle doesn’t have targeting intelligences with millennia of experience and technology hell bent on control of all life.

Advanced creatures have advanced challenges to contend with.

I am living in isolation…urban solitude.

Dispatches from an Urban Eremite

I can’t read that at all. It shows as yellow on white and doesn’t allow me to even highlight it. :confused:

It’s yellow over a black background.

Oh well, never-mind.
:-$

I take no pleasure in watching the emptiness or being just another tormented appendage of it.

The difference between you and me.

The human urban jungle wishes to impose itself on the universe only when it is done imposing its own self with the complete mental and physical subjugation of all those that inhabit it.

There are differences between it and the unguided wild nature that it tries to dominate or control.

The urban jungle is far more unique in its cruelty and madness.

No pleasure in it…the difference between you and me is experience and awareness.
I feel nothing watching manimals go about their business.
I study them, their behaviors, their routines to keep away, to take what I need, to indulge as required.

Tormented?
Even in the wild a man must work: he must hunt and forage and maintain the fire and his home.

The pagan ethos entails paying homage to your enemies and to your prey.
A hunter thanks the buffalo for its sacrifice.

You have to go off it the forest to find wilderness?
Shit, there’s more right here, in the urban jungles.

No false human authorities in nature.

When in the wild do you not come across a herd of deer?
Well, amongst them there is an authority figure, a big strong virile buck…still a deer but a special kind of deer.

Are you offended by its presence?
Do you feel compelled to submit to its authority?

What you call human I call manimal.
Like I said…you must stop associating yourself with what is not of your kind.
Genetically yes…but memetically?

The answer is yours.

Listen to Lollipop. That’s wise advice. :sunglasses: