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Discussion in 'General Discussion Forum' started by KingArthur, Sep 19, 2018.
Heh. You’re probably right, Crni.
With saying this, that's not a clinical diagnosis though. However, there is nothing wrong with depressions, beeing depressed/numb. You just shouldn't loose, no clue how to say it, your personality, your mojo or something? You know what I mean? Just go forward. It's like Walt Whitman's poem, O Me! Oh Life!
Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring,
Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish,
Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?)
Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d,
Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see around me,
Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
That you are here—that life exists and identity,
That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
@Crni Vuk it's powerful. And words to heed. Thank you.
No fanfare, no fuss. Just honesty. I’m gonna tag a bunch of you, just so I’m sure that you all know what’s going down; @Ayelander @Paladin Hank @RangerBoo @Black Rose @Risewild @Supermarauder @Crni Vuk @mobucks @Squadcar and anyone else I missed. I promise this isn’t a last will and testament, though I do want to die. This is a public service announcement. My dream used to be going off the grid. Turned into someone special. Now... aimlessness. Things change, and backfire. In a bad way. But I hold no grudges. Only love, and regret. If I could have anything, it’d be both former dreams. But as for the time being it appears I can have neither. But that’s alright. I’m not gonna kill myself, I’m not gonna end it. What I am gonna do is take some time off. I said I’d do that before, and life had other plans. Now, I’m not letting anything get in my way. I resigned from Starbucks, and I’m gonna be squatting in the woods for a while. Maybe it’s dumb. Maybe I’ll starve. But quite frankly I wanna test it.
What I mean by that is that every time I think I’ve found my future, every time I’m happy, life rips it away from me. And I wish no ill will towards the gods for it, or anyone else. Extenuating circumstances happen. And I want anyone reading to know that if you ever feel like you’ve hurt me, I’m not mad. I care about you, I LOVE you, and that will never ever change.
The point I’m making is that I think I was meant to suffer more. I don’t think I’ll starve to death, simply because the gods want to rip more happiness from my hands and they won’t make it that easy. I don’t know when I’ll be back. If I never am, then I either died or decided I truly did like being off the grid. Whichever the case, know that I was thinking of you in my final moments. You all mean the world to me. And there’s nothing wrong with taking time to yourself. I love you all, one of you even more than the rest, all of you forever and no matter what.
Yours, now and forever,
Good luck mate.
Don't get yourself killed. Come back if you notice it's not working out.
Don't wipe your ass with poison ivy.
Good luck, bro, and be careful.
Watch Leave No Trace flick before you flip the switch, some good tips for hermits are there.
I hope everything turns out alright. Please do come back if you find it not working out.
The best of luck to you.
I'm at a loss for words to describe how much I've grown to care for you Arthur (no homo I swear). The modern world sucks most of the time unfortunately, and I completely understand your need to escape from its terrible mundanity and live a new life. I wish you good luck, and know that I'll never forget the time we had together (however short).
Make sure to pack a good stack of books when you go, 'else you'll probably die of boredom. And also remember not to get mauled by that bear.
As Squadcar adequately puts it, fuck.
Grab those berries and shit if you ever get hungry, man. And remember to drink that leaf water.
Get a PLB (personal location beacon), that works in the area you're going, if you can. Those things are life savers in emergencies.
Also avoid hunting grounds and private property. Do a test run of going off the grid for a weekend or two. Use those weekends to find good and safe places to "camp", to be aware of problems and obstacles you didn't think about before you actually do it. Then extend the off the grid for a week at a time. Then when you're comfortable, expand it more.
Do your research, get some lighters and/or matches but also get informed about more primitive ways of making fire. Flint and Steel and Magnifying/Concave Glass are two good ways of making fire.
Learn fire safety in the wilderness too. Fire will be your friend, but can also be your worst enemy if you don't know what you're doing.
Learn survival techniques like getting food and water from the wild. Even if you plan to come to civilization from time to time to get supplies, knowing how to get water and food in emergencies is vital.
Get good and durable tools. If possible, get ones that won't rust and/or break easily.
Remember that people around here actually care and worry about you, so don't go and die out there.
Whatever you do don't come back and stay on forums all day. It isn't good for you. Try surviving a week in the wild before committing to it long term. Risewild gave you a good brief, but it should be reiterated that people know your location in case you get mauled by a beaver or something. Good luck.
On a tangent, I once almost stepped on an otter. They make a pretty unnerving high pitch sound and have the bite force of a German shepherd dog with sharp teeth. They are freaky.
Aurelius, if you wanna go camping etc. then maybe you should just, sigh, join the military or something. They have a long history of teaching camping stuff to young disturbed men, lol. Plus you get to shoot gunz.
Listen to this freaky fucker. This, except even more high pitch. Still better singer than Miley Cyrus. It's like a huge, powerful rat. Miley Cyrus I mean.
I wouldn't do that with the problems you already have.
Been there done that got the scars and the t-shirt. For Aurelius, maybe just joking. Depending where in USA he lives and plans to go 'bugging out', he might have a nice time, or be frozen to death pretty quickly. Or even be eaten by a mountain lion or a grizzly, which would be terrible. So location is everything.
Right, I know you were in, so the advice was for him.
I would like to try a few things in this book if I get to go camping again. I advise looking at different shelters you can rig up in a hurry, along with simple snares for small game. You should always have a guide that covers plants in the area too.
You can say that again. Fuck this website.
One thing I also recommend is getting your sleeping in order. Coffee, for one, can mess with sleep, and I drink a lot. "Sleep on it" is a good advice.
I’m back; I got out there and decided to shorten my stay to a weekend, as I see many of you mentioned. I loved it.
Also, I don’t know what I’m touched by more; the fact that anyone gives a shit about me, or the fact that Uncle Toront does.