We are not going anywhere in particular. When retrospectively analyzing human interactions I had through life it became clear that one theme stood out; people wanted to retire, people wanted freedom to explore themselves and they felt trapped. The impression I witnessed was that people felt the next step was to continue, maybe buy a house and then buy a bigger house with a yard to maintain with curious pride. It never occurred to me to turn right around and walk into the unknown, so I bought a house with my wife in Hawaii. From what I hear some people think this is actually too hard for them to do. I found the basics of devoting myself to a job and paying bills easy, but rather boring. Predictably my wife and I worked 40-55 hour work weeks to pay bills for things we never had time to enjoy, we owned a house but we preferred to spend our weekends outdoors, and we had neighbors in the same predicament; we weren’t connected to reality anymore.
Fleeing is defined as “running away from a place or situation of danger”. Danger lurks in many forms. It becomes clear at some point you can’t run away from getting older. Yet the older people got the more I witnessed a paralysis of the pursuit of life. No longer were they concerned that the chicken they ate on the table has a similar soul to the bird they watched contently for an hour as a kid. In fact they only recite what they hear in the media that animal abuse is wrong and factory farming isn’t healthy. They place little thought into the life they live and what they contribute to society that is original.
So if life was placed on “hold” so to say I saw a certain amount of liberty surrendered to the various forms of media and debt financial or moral. How free can we be without time well spent? If it is spent well, we shouldn’t have to communicate how well we spend it. I found conversations trivial, new people I met immediately wanted to know what I did for a living. If I told them a profession they would be content enough to move onto the next topic with little thought as to what I or they were saying. If I told them I was living life, or better yet I don’t really know, often it was met with a good long pause, and this opened communication as if all of a sudden some shield we were holding dropped to the ground. Most people almost couldn’t handle a conversation without that shield up; it’s as if I flat-out said to them “I don’t care what you do to make money, tell me why you make money.”
I saw a nation picking sides between radical right wing industrialists and conservative left wing humanist’s or whatever the latest slogan is. Nobody seemed to be listening to what nature was telling them, rather they were grabbing someone else’s keywords that linked to something they believed in and were ready to scream them at the top of their lungs. It’s as if we had built up walls of communication when we didn’t need to. If my latest catch-phrase didn’t parallel theirs all of a sudden we couldn’t have a real conversation.
For instance if I was a pacifist, I was challenged that I’m unrealistic and would I just sit and watch genocide, I wouldn’t allow war in that situation? Yet I couldn’t get across why that person wasn’t right now going to an area of known genocide to start shooting those killing others? I clearly mean if you believe in it do it, life is too short not to. In the same conversation I could say guns should be in the hands of almost everybody if they want them, unless we as a civilization come to a moral agreement to not use them on one another. I’d attempt to explain my seemingly conflicting view, but I was seen as another confused soul. There is little freedom to debate anymore, for we are programmed from others what a “normal” thought process is, and sadly it’s controlled by fear and politicians. Who have you met that honestly wants that job anymore and has a strong moral compass?
So to flee for me is to embark on our own journey TO retirement instead of WAITING for it.
The most efficient way to do this is to clear yourself of everything except basic obligations such as caring for yourself, your fellow family and neighbors and letting go of the rest. I heard a man tell me once; if you want to go fast go alone, if you want to go far bring company. This trip isn’t about going to work 15 miles away and then going home on the weekend to mow the yard alone and recover. This trip is about going far, and this trip began as an idea with a lovely wife and eager dog. For it to be successful we will seek out you and everyone we meet out on the road for truth. Responsibility is reality, and reality is truth, so here we share, hop on the path of real uncensored life.