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Where Are You?

I don't live in the digital world. No social media, no apps, no streaming services, no television on the property, etc.. I even limit my Poal intake to an occasional activity to keep my feed grounded in reality.

I keep coming back, however, because it is the only community that is willing to think, share resources (even if many are dubious at best), look for truth, call bullshit, resist the mass formation and brainwashing taking place, call a spade a spade (or a fag a fag), etc.. This gives me encouragement to continue doing the same in real life.

All that said, my big questions is...Where are y'all in real life? I am the only one in my network of friends, colleagues, and family that is awake to reality. Going to work or going out to do anything these days is depressing as hell...seeing all the brainless and fearful sheep walking around in their masks, masking their kids, thinking their so virtuous, etc..

I go walking down our country rode into town in the evening to look for some other soul not glued to the soft blue glow of their television screen and come back every night having found no one like minded, awake, and thinking. Every night is the same, home after home with the blue glow of the television, feeding their delusions, giving them their talking points, and enforcing their compliant marching orders. It is damn depressing witnessing the brainwashed masses every single day.

So where are you out there? Are you just a collection of CIA bots? Are there really so few of us we can't even cross-paths? Is it like fight club where the only way into the real world club is to be invited, but nobody talks about it (in order to survive)? What happened to building a parallel society if those who are already doing it independently can't find each other?

You tell me, where are you? Where do you find community in the real world?

I don't live in the digital world. No social media, no apps, no streaming services, no television on the property, etc.. I even limit my Poal intake to an occasional activity to keep my feed grounded in reality. I keep coming back, however, because it is the only community that is willing to think, share resources (even if many are dubious at best), look for truth, call bullshit, resist the mass formation and brainwashing taking place, call a spade a spade (or a fag a fag), etc.. This gives me encouragement to continue doing the same in real life. **All that said, my big questions is...Where are y'all in real life?** I am the only one in my network of friends, colleagues, and family that is awake to reality. Going to work or going out to do anything these days is depressing as hell...seeing all the brainless and fearful sheep walking around in their masks, masking their kids, thinking their so virtuous, etc.. I go walking down our country rode into town in the evening to look for some other soul not glued to the soft blue glow of their television screen and come back every night having found no one like minded, awake, and thinking. Every night is the same, home after home with the blue glow of the television, feeding their delusions, giving them their talking points, and enforcing their compliant marching orders. It is damn depressing witnessing the brainwashed masses every single day. So where are you out there? Are you just a collection of CIA bots? Are there really so few of us we can't even cross-paths? Is it like fight club where the only way into the real world club is to be invited, but nobody talks about it (in order to survive)? What happened to building a parallel society if those who are already doing it independently can't find each other? You tell me, where are you? Where do you find community in the real world?

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I hear you. Resonate with much of what you said. The sad game our family plays if we are ever at a large restaurant or a public space is to count the number of people NOT on their phones...we often can't find one. I was traveling through a large airport for work recently and stood in the middle of the concourse and could not see one person talking to another human being in any direction..., everyone on a device. It felt like I'd got off in some budget dystopian novel, but it was the world we live in. People have grown up glued to a device, a screen and hence a digital reality/existence that when we try to show them reality, its as if we are speaking of a fantasy world to them.

I also share what sounds like a similar up brining...outdoor all day, creative, imaginative, learning from mistakes, figuring out life and relationships. It was amazing the shock on people's faces, as if I was some kind of child murderer, when I suggested our kids under 10 ride their bikes over to their cousins house 1 mile away (recently moved near to them) so that we did not need to drive them back and forth. Everyone is so damn afraid of everything these days, it is not wonder we are in the mess we are in. I was riding so far out of town by 1st grade with my friends growing up, that parent's today would die of shock. The world has changed.

Thanks for sharing your experiences. It is nice to know there are others out there with similar thoughts and experiences.

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>could not see one person talking to another human being in any direction..., everyone on a device. It felt like I'd got off in some budget dystopian novel>>

This is straight out of the book "1984"."The people will not revolt. They will not look up from their screens long enough to notice what is happening."

Yes I rode my bike all over. We had a seasonal beekeeping business split between Nebraska and California. California was an urban setting for the residence but Nebraska was quite rural. In Nebraska I roamed further with or without bicycle. The shortcut to the shop was through cornfields so no bike and I was never wanting to go a mile up the gravel country rode to then use the state highway for the next mile. Way too many semi trucks which scared me.

In California I was never more than a few blocks away usually until I was about eight and began to make trips to a petshop at the mall several miles away. Imagine an eight year old kid balancing a large package of aquarium gravel on his handlebars. I was too proud to ask for a ride but not too proud to ask for money to get just one more fish.

I checked out library books and purchased how to books to ensure I had the most beautiful aquarium and healthy fish.

When I was about six grandma bought a color TV. (grandparents raised me) I was thrilled and soon glued to that TV most of the day. Grandma said nothing but before the week was out the TV vanished. When I asked grandma told me she had returned it and I should go outside and play. Best decision she ever made.

By the time was eight and had my beloved aquarium I was also going out to work in the bees with grandpa and staying out, sleeping on the ground with spiders and bugs while grandpa slept in the truck. First trip this happened I was in shock and stood there in the field crying but there was no solution but laying down in the weeds to sleep.

So why did I agree to go with him to move bee apiaries and was even eager knowing I would be sleeping outside? I got to use the bee smoker to keep the bees passive and timing was key. I got to use a hoe to remove weeds for the hives and just riding in the truck was an adventure. North on I5 over Tejon pass and back again the next morning. Plus grandpa would stop at the old Fort Tejon to nap while I explored.

Most of all I had a sense of pride that I was useful and needed. This is what kids today really lack. Grandpa was taciturn and never gave praise but when he asked me to go work with him I always felt a sense of happiness. I would have moped about and resented not going. Summers were great that way.