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Do You Like The Cult You're In?
I feel like I am surrounded by a cult these days. Yeah I'm talking about the United States of America. Look I may be way off and just crazy from spending my entire adult life trying to live simple and self sufficient in the bush, but I have to just say it--

To my family, to those I have met since leaving the wilderness, to those I don't even know. YOU'RE BRAINWASHED!! In a big, big way.

And tonight I'm talking about men, and how pathetic your puffed up nutless lives have become. I'm not just talking about a thing or two peripheral to your life and mojo, but your entire pilgrim city-slicking existence. It's pitiful, you thinking making money and working is all there is to being a man, and a lot of you don't even have that anymore--so there you are, all puffed up, tattoos and bluster, or maybe a slick suit and tie is more your gig, doesn't matter. When did mankind start thinking it's cool to act stupid, childish and helpless. WTF!!! What planet am I on?

And for your off time you watch TV or even worse, grown men playing on a Play station, or whatever the fuck you call them, or equally stupid, wearing some foolass team jersey, hooting and hollering about a bunch of guys (more adult men) bouncing, kicking or throwing a ball around a field or a big stinky room. And oh can you rattle off the stats for wins and losses, averages and whatever--Yeah, I'm impressed.

Look, I am the first to admit there isn't anyone that has blown it so many times when it comes to responsibility as me, and it's been a hard scrabble road for this ol' hoss my whole life, but at least I know how to really survive, how to build anything from a boat to a bow and arrows, first aid and medicine, cooking and preserving food, all the stuff that was standard working knowledge for any man worth his salt--

That is, up until this generation of feminized, nutless wonders that can't hardly tie their shoes much less a bowline or a square knot, don't know how to safely use a knife or sharpen it, and can't even build a fire unless they have a gas knob on it. And if you ain't noticed lately pilgrim the world is going to hell real fast, fixing to get third-world and primal, your Country being taken over by traitors, society now steered by fear, humanity being sold into eternal bondage to a cabal of international gangsters otherwise known as bankers, politicians and elites.

Good job men--you make me fucking sick!!! You are the generation that in ten years will be known as the spoiled little dumbasses that twittered away (literally) the future while they stole the Country in plain site. Yeah, brainwashed little city slickers, you--

Good for nothing pilgrims is what you're called in the mountains, not fit for anything useful, just the way the elite want you. Oh, but i forgot, after 60,000 plus years of known humanity on earth you guys are so cool you don't have to bother knowing how to survive.

Go take a look at yourself in the mirror, and decide how you want to be, your life depends on it--mark my words. Now turn off the TV, throw away the play station, put on the Big Boy pants and start acting like real men, get informed, become knowledgeable, a man for all seasons--your Country, your women, your children and the future needs you, and a storm sure as hell is brewing, and the seasons are a'changing..

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By W.J. Lynus O'Brien
Friday, 26 November 2010
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lost friend
Lynus, my lost friend, your rants and wisdom echo through my head like dejavu. I held on to that shit stain of a town I love in the tanana valley through a divorce, the death of an ego and rebirth. I had to split while I could before the north land could suck the life out of me again. 3 months now in the lower 48 lands, and I feel like I can barely leave my house. I am horrified by the brainwashed civilization around me. I'm trying to come to terms on how to raise a child in this modern world. I spin my wheels searching for remote solitude to escape the ills of society, that is south of the 50 degree parallel. You had been a wealth of information once in my life regarding old souls trapped in modern day bullshit America. I wish I could find you now in some vacuum of time, philosophizing life in a shroud of smoke.
Jill , December 10, 2010

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