text: Yall know what I think about every day? Taking my dog and tools into the mountains far away from the people of this world. "I don't need the things others do" I say to myself, "I know how to survive", I ponder of that freedom, that simple basic life of autonomy, self reliance and survival as man, not slave. Why struggle and fight when peace can be that simple? Why exist in a place you do not want to be in, a place where you feel uncomfortable, you feel anxious and trapped? Why sacrifice your peace for others who will most likely not remember, care or even notice? Why persue an effort you know will continue to chip away at your every idle moment until you have nothing left to give? That should be my eye opening moment. When I'd rather live in a hole, be cold or hot depending on what nature brings. To be alone, face hunger and all the dangers of that choice just to be free and at peace, instead of compling with a society that has made itself a slave to "elected" officials. The very same greedy, useless individuals who should be made to serve We the People. I can't help but take pause and reflect. My conclusion to said reflection is this. I know why I stay in this society. I know why I haven't gone feral as they say. The answer is simple. I have always been feral. From my earliest notion of "I do not like to be controlled", I have questioned, rebelled and fought until I found what aligned with my spirit, my belief in good over evil and right over wrong. My earliest most basic instinct I've come to understand is exactly what makes me violently American. I wear an uncomfortable skin in order to reach those so lost in the social construct of tolerance they forget basic right and wrong. Those who pretend moral fiber and that inherent instinct born into us is a lie and we, as animals, should ignore what is our right as sovereign beings. A system that does everything it can to enslave the compliant or destroy the non compliant is no friend to humanity. A free people will always need feral men to be free. So I and those like me stay on the outskirts carefully smoothing our overcoat hoping to reach as many as we can. Trying to do good in the constant scrutiny of the evil that plagues this Great Nation and her People. I will continue with every breath to fight for freedom we as humanity are granted by God. Period. I will continue to be a thorn in the side of an evil government in order to see my children live free. I will not seek peace in this life for I have not known it to date. I will instead seek joy in living a life as a Free Man in the chaos. I have never felt so alive as I did that close to death, I have loved and laughed when I was terrified and broken. For those that do not understand that is alright. I'll find a place of peace and comfort in the next life. In this life I choose to fight. God bless America and her people. Remember who you are.