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In all seriousness, due to tropical disease and fucking mosquitoes, no White man should live outside, even raised from forest floor, for more than a couple weeks, tops.

FUCKING HELL ! I hated :

• the fucking jungle humidity
  
• the fucking jungle rain
  
• the fucking SCARY SOUNDS at night
  
• the fucking giant night moths all trying to get close to you and your lights
  
• the fucking threat of brazilian scum trying to steal from you or kill you!
  
• the fucking mosquitoes (Florida swamps sometimes have ZERO (nada none ziltch) mosquitoes, but not the part of Brazil I saw)
  
• the fucking mosquitoes
  
• the fucking mosquitoes
  
• the fucking mosquitoes
  
• the fucking mosquitoes
  
• the fucking mosquitoes
  

enough said. I agree...

THAT PHOTO is antifa regional headquarters in Portland Oregon.

Why portland?: your EXIF gps was stripped, but ...

1 > The ferns in that photo, though not fiddler fern, are pacific northwest, and not Tasmanian Australia. 10,500 fern species exist, but those give off a oregon/washinton state vibe, despite no banana slugs in photo or visible fungus plants.

2 > I can almost smell the starbucks a quarter mile away from there.

Pro tip! Never camp in the Jungle for work or pleasure.

If you are serious, the spiderwebbing in canopy indicates at least 6 months existing, and the growth of a discarded meal "Sagittaria sagittifolia" (not the main cultivar) the lone arrow shaped plant in center, a foraged edible tuber, indicates hungry scavenging in the past.

https://www.ediblewildfood.com/arrowhead.aspx

The photographer cleverly or accidentally avoided capturing a large tree , conifer or non-conifer, and only depicts common underbrush. Some underbrush may be juvenile trees of pacific northwest, but not one provable discernible photo image of a bell ringer species :

https://duckduckgo.com/?q=leaves+of+pacific+northwest+trees&t=ffsb&iar=images&iax=images&ia=images

undergrowth:
https://duckduckgo.com/?q=leaves+of+pacific+northwest+undergrowth&t=ffsb&iar=images&iax=images&ia=images

what a mystery by omitting a clean view of a tree species.

Even a 1st year juvenile of a CONIFER, depicted only in far far awy of the photo as full grown, would pin this location down to 600 miles. Pacific Northwest conifer plant needle patterns :
https://files.catbox.moe/amohhq.jpeg

Its as if this guy wants to create a debate as to location and debate whether its a northern rainforest in USA (pac-west), or elsewhere.

That could be a found marijuana grower camp he dropped his hiking bag on for one minute , and took a snapshot.

The tenting on the platform is rule number one for any jungle : fucking mosquitoes, fucking mosquitoes, fucking mosquitoes, fucking mosquitoes

This was back in 2014. I didn't build this, but I did learn how to build structures like it, and structures even bigger and nicer. They had nicer buildings to live in. I chose to sleep in this at night. I wasn't trying to vacation at some resort, I was trying to experience REAL LIFE. I wanted to test myself and see what I'm really made of. Yes, it was shitty, leaked a lot when it rained, and was full of bugs, and I could hear things moving around at night only a couple of feet from my hut.

Primitive technology and similar channels are full of shit, they often use modern tools and heavy machinery off camera, nothing primitive about it.

It's difficult to sleep in the high 100% humidity. It makes for a listless night.

The tribe I was living with had dogs. These dogs would bark when any living creature larger than a rat got near the village. This village was no larger than an acre, mind you. They were also in a perpetual state of warfare with a neighboring nomadic tribe that was even more primitive. The tribe I stayed with had converted to Christianity, yet still practiced their old ways. This rival tribe was known to be able to slip into the village at night totally undetected by the dogs and slit people's throats while they were sleeping. So I did worry about that. Someone did rummage through my stuff one night and I saw the barefoot footprints. They said it was the other tribe, but who knows. I was completely at the mercy of this tribe for my survival and had to trade my labor and an expensive LED flashlight to ensure my survival. They were extremely delighted and grateful I gave them that flashlight though. They taught me how to survive in the jungle.

This deep in the jungle, aside from hostile tribes, there are also cartel operatives, guerillas, smugglers, and other criminal elements roaming around in the jungle at night. One night, not at this location, but in a different region, we were attacked and had to fight for survival.

Do you see the mosquito net there? Often times I would wake up in the night and it would be completely coated in insects. Mosquitos, and a variety of other insects, some as large as your hand. Insect-borne diseases are the number one threat in the jungle. You don't sleep well in the jungle at first. It takes about seven days to acclimate. Still to this day, I can be sound asleep and hear a noise while I'm sleeping and pop up wide awake with an adrenaline rush and be ready to go. I call it jungle sleep. You're asleep, but also somehow awake and listening. If you don't gain this adaptation deep in the jungle it can be fatal.

Life in the jungle is the closest thing you will get to anarcho-capitalism.

Did not reproduce offspring.

Being a human being protects you from predators. The only predators you have to worry about are caymans, which live in the water, and jaguars, which stay the hell away from people. The only predators I had to worry about were other humans.

Edit: oh and snakes! But they're not preying on you, per say. You just have to watch your step.

And spiders. And scorpions. And disease carrying insects. Disease carrying insects are your number one enemy. Followed by microbes. There was a dude with us who drank untreated water and I watched him get sick and die within 6 hours. They had to take him up river to another village with a radio to call for help. He had to be airlifted out, but he was already dead by the time the chopper arrived.