The Man who lives On His Own Part 2

 I lived in a tent for the first few months until I at least had the remnants of a cabin with a roof on it, but I got there and this cabin and everything in it has been built by myself, mostly from wood naturally, but when I ventured a few hours from my homestead I have picked up old tyres and plastic, and of course you are probably thinking what did this guy use for nails and with what did he hammer the nails in with? Well of course I visited the local store, three hours away, so that was the first few days, I made a list of everything I would need, the reason it took a few days, because I wanted to be sure, because I was determined that I would never go back to that store. So that’s what I did, I had a list of the essentials; hammer, saw, nails, seeds to grow vegetables, a large plastic container for holding water, a rifle and a gas stove. I looked like some crazy gold digger when I left that town. I go back only once a year for a new gas bottle and some essential supplies, like a bottle of Jack Daniels but apart from that I have survived on my own. I catch and hunt my own food and grow my own vegetables. I have a natural supply of water from the rain I catch in the water butt I made. The water is used mainly for cooking and drinking, so I am kind of smelly, so probably a good job I do live on my own. But when it does rain, and by god it rains! I strip naked and have a shower outside, which there is nothing like it. For light and warmth, I have candles and a fire, which again you can’t beat, I wouldn’t swap a cold dark winter night sitting opposite my fire with a glass of JD for anything, I can imagine our forefathers and their forefathers living like that.

And that’s really what this is all about, living. I chose to live this way and I have no regrets. I think the world now is not how we should be living; it’s not in our makeup. You look at America now compared to hundreds of years ago; people drive everywhere, they sit in offices all day looking at screens and if they are not doing that, they are sitting at home watching mind-numbing TV, eating manufactured food. I’ve had not a single cold since moving out here; I eat food that is straight from the ground or out the forest, free from chemicals and additives and I exercise every day, the two key components I believe to a healthy life. Us humans are hunter gatherers by trade, we are not meant to be sitting on our arses all day looking at screens which plays havoc with your mental health. I used to live like that, drive to the office, sit down all day looking at a screen and I felt miserable and depressed most of the time, because it’s not what our bodies have been made to do. It’s like keeping a Ferrari locked in the garage all the time and occasionally taking it out, but then only driving it round the block at 20mph. If that car could talk, it would say, ‘Fuck you man, what are you doing to me!’

We live in a country now, where we can’t move, we can’t think, we can’t be creative. It’s all about pressure: pressure to live a certain way, pay the bills, have a nice house and nice car.

The Govt squeeze us like a sponge to get every last drop of our money and our energy, so that all we want to do is just collapse in a chair at night eating popcorn and watching shit TV