insideoutman

the air is cool and still from the dew still not burned off, the sun has just began to rise. winter is creeping closer and the harvest is starting back home. but you cant focus on home, that isnt your part in the tribe. you're the hunter, and you will need meat to smoke for the winter coming. the traps caught a few rabbits, they will be good for their skins, not so much meat. then you come across a buck, and damn he's a big one. you slow your breathing and steady yourself so you dont startle him. you pull your arrow, sight down it and hit him. when the weather hits bad, the jerky will tide you over until you can go back out. after a while you and your brothers collect all your catches and head back. it was a good day for a hunt and most everyone caught something. should you go down to the pond and wash up? pretty soon itll be too cold to bathe again for a while, so might as well. the rest of the day is spent skinning and cutting the meat to be cured, and then skin tanned, then bones sharpened to use for new traps. after a good days work the bonfire is lit and that good homegrown mary jane is passed around.


::sigh:: this what i daydream of when i go to sleep. i'm so tired of it. that annoying alarm, apparently designed to piss you off enough to wake up, means its time again. scrape razor across face. notice those bags under your eyes and hope that just fades when you wake up some more. go to work, manage the day by letting your mind escape while you perform the same tasks you always do. it's such repetition focus and attention arent really required. back at home. the new heroes is on tonight, and that's all youve been waiting for all day.
why do we work jobs we hate to collect money for things we could make ourselves? do we really have it right? amish people are severly repressed, but you gotta give them this, they do things because it needs to be done to live. it's so simple like that. they dont buy the latest fashions so that cute girl across the bar might notice you (she does but you'll fuck that up anyhow). they dont get the bundle packages so they can get all the cable they'll never watch half of and a phone they never use. sometimes, i just want to collect as many "survival" books i can, migrate to canada, and make some clothes i can wear for years and see how to go about making a teepee, or just some sort of shelter. why canada? marijuana is why. but i need people. humans are pack animals as much as might not like it, and i'd need farmers while i hunt, or hunters while i farm i dont care. as long as i'm just...living. not making spreadsheets for convenient data presentation or reading labels for nutritional value, really living of the land.

who wants to be in my tribe? it'll probably be nudist. actually scratch that i'll be a nudist and i dont give a fuck what you are. i need people with a green thumb, and hopefully with weed. ive heard growing that shit is tough.