As I approach my ‘freedom day’ from my foray back into the matrix, I am engaging in the usual anticipation-filled daydreams about all the fun, enjoyable and/or self-improving things I’ll be able to do when I get there (as opposed to just crash into some kind of post-traumatic syndrome) First, less time spent in front of a computer screen (‘I wish I’d spent more time on online forums’ said nobody on their death bed ever); Second, make sure that I manage to live below the tax threshold, so that I can avoid being extorted by the government whilst not risking being thrown in a cage on account of it – and I’m pretty close to that threshold now simply on account of my activities over the summer, so that means a lot of free time, basically. I plan to do more walking, more being outside, ‘in nature’, and more reading books printed on actual paper, rather than mediated through ‘the black mirror.’ But what to read? - In spite of having bookshelves loaded up with ‘conspiracy theory’ books – ie, books which tell the truth about the awfulness of the world, Whitney Webb, and Joseph Campbell, and Arthur Firstenberg, and David McGowan, and Ted (‘unabomber’) Kaczynski– I kind of don’t really want to read them - I’d sooner go back to my first love – fiction, mainly classic literature. Re-read old favourites, and fill in the gaps with the (many) things I always wanted/intended, but never managed, to read. As for this substack, I’ll probably keep it going until the platform inevitably gets shut down by our fascist, police-state government. I might do what I was originally planning to do when I started it, but then never got around to doing – which was go through my archives since March 2020. There was no doubt an element of wilfulness in not getting around to it - because I don’t really want to be reminded of all those horrible details (I already know that my mind conveniently erases unpleasant events for me, so I have to deliberately resurrect them, if I actually for any reason want to look at them ) – and I certainly don’t want to be reminded of the brainwashed normie I was back in March 2020.
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As I approach my ‘freedom day’ from my foray back into the matrix, I am engaging in the usual anticipation-filled daydreams about all the fun, enjoyable and/or self-improving things I’ll be able to do when I get there (as opposed to just crash into some kind of post-traumatic syndrome) First, less time spent in front of a computer screen (‘I wish I’d spent more time on online forums’ said nobody on their death bed ever); Second, make sure that I manage to live below the tax threshold, so that I can avoid being extorted by the government whilst not risking being thrown in a cage on account of it – and I’m pretty close to that threshold now simply on account of my activities over the summer, so that means a lot of free time, basically. I plan to do more walking, more being outside, ‘in nature’, and more reading books printed on actual paper, rather than mediated through ‘the black mirror.’ But what to read? - In spite of having bookshelves loaded up with ‘conspiracy theory’ books – ie, books which tell the truth about the awfulness of the world, Whitney Webb, and Joseph Campbell, and Arthur Firstenberg, and David McGowan, and Ted (‘unabomber’) Kaczynski– I kind of don’t really want to read them - I’d sooner go back to my first love – fiction, mainly classic literature. Re-read old favourites, and fill in the gaps with the (many) things I always wanted/intended, but never managed, to read. As for this substack, I’ll probably keep it going until the platform inevitably gets shut down by our fascist, police-state government. I might do what I was originally planning to do when I started it, but then never got around to doing – which was go through my archives since March 2020. There was no doubt an element of wilfulness in not getting around to it - because I don’t really want to be reminded of all those horrible details (I already know that my mind conveniently erases unpleasant events for me, so I have to deliberately resurrect them, if I actually for any reason want to look at them ) – and I certainly don’t want to be reminded of the brainwashed normie I was back in March 2020.