Happy Camper: Part 1: Don’t Be Weird

I went camping! Finally!

A night sitting by the campfire was exactly what I needed. I need outdoor time. Whether you know it or not, you do too. Here’s why; modern society is fuckin’ weird. It’s getting weirder and it wants to take you down with it. Don’t go down the rabbit hole!

Society lacks grounding in reality. It behooves every sane human to interact with the planet from time to time, lest one lose their bearings. Go outdoors periodically and you won’t (can’t!) get as weird as society wants. That’s because we were made (or evolved) for this planet. We belong here. Like it or not, you are doing what you were born to do when you traverse the imperfect, not climate controlled, sometimes difficult, planet we inhabit.

The place that drives us mad is not our home planet with all its dirt and bugs and rain and sun; it’s the mental landscape of the fake that wrecks us. Spend hours awash in an online simulacrum of reality and you begin to believe the bullshit. Spend a lifetime there and you become the bullshit.

Society is drifting as it is because we are living as we are. We don’t sufficiently embrace reality. It’s hard to be a spastic weirdo while tending your own campfire. Even if you are a spastic weirdo, the fire doesn’t care. That’s the point. It does even the most spastic of weirdos a lot of good to realize the campfire, nobody else, and the entirety of the planet itself, doesn’t care about their particular bespoke flavor of weirdness.

More in next post…

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One Response to Happy Camper: Part 1: Don’t Be Weird

  1. Anonymous says:

    When I was young, camping in summer heat was doable. Sleeping on top of the bag, watching the shadows of migrating tarantulas crawling on the Camel dome tent, I had no problems. Never a deep sleep though – any slight sound wound rouse me. Drinking alcohol made it much easier as I never over did it. Three or four cans of Budweiser was just right, especially when I stopped drinking a couple of hours before turning in and having to go out for piss breaks.

    Now that I’m older and require CPAP for full sleep, its not as easy. I gave up drinking entirely, preferring to enjoy with a buzz. But I do agree – a night sans electronic distractions and a dark night sky are still wonders to behold. An early morning deer hunt watching and listening the coming day breaking – so beautiful, almost like church. Easy to talk to God about how Life is going out there.

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