Location: Beneath Mount Wellington, Tasmania.
Subject: Finding Freedom.
I’ve been walking a lot lately - through the city, through parks, through forests, and along trails that lead to places I’ve never been. There’s a mountain not far from my home. It towers over the world around it, and can be seen from miles away. The peak is often beneath a thick layer of mist - but when the mist clears, and the sun shines bright - the top of this mountain is visible almost 1600 vertical metres above sea level. Since moving here, I’ve been drawn to it.
Mountains have always had this effect on me, and I can stare at them endlessly, feeling as though there is something mythical about them, something within them that speaks to something within me. I can feel their presence - they’ve been here for millions of years - watching over the changing landscape below them.
It wasn’t until two days ago that I discovered there is a track one can follow from the very bottom to the very top of this mountain. The track is located out of the way, next to a carpark, and begins with a long flight of rocky steps leading up into a dark forest, which then climbs without ceasing, through more forest, along cliffs, and through rocky terrain, to the very summit.
And so the following day I returned with a backpack, some water, and my headphones - to trek to the summit. I had no idea how long it would take me, or how far it was, I just started walking. Soon enough, without a soul in sight, I lost track of time. Then I lost track of everything, as I trudged along a path with no end. The mud and the rock beneath my feet. The wind and rain, whistling through thick forest above.
As I walked further and further, my mind wandered deeper and deeper, not away from itself, but into itself - as it does always when I am fully present, unbroken by the distractions of the modern world and alone with myself in nature. It is in these moments that I always have great insight, and can feel my message with clarity, like an untouched spring of something potent within. So I listened quietly like a curious child, for the voice which never speaks in words.
I watched the water of a small creek flow through gaps between moss covered rocks - I watched small birds play with each other - I watched one million branches swing in the wind - I watched nature do her dance around me.
My earliest memories as a boy are those of an astute observer, something my father was a true master at. I do not remember doing anything as a child, so much as I remember watching particular things unfold around me. Their images and the events are still crystal clear in my mind, but when they occurred is unknown to me.
I remember watching the interactions between my mother and father, knowing exactly what they were feeling and thinking by the way they looked and moved their bodies. I remember watching the news and being convinced that these people were not real, but actors with a script. I remember clearer than anything else, standing in line with my friends in the centre of the schoolyard, deeply unsettled by this large figure in front of us all - speaking about the importance of doing exactly as he asked, and warning of wandering off his path to explore our own.
I would never understand his true intentions - which were largely misunderstood even to himself, for he was merely a parrot - until many years later locked in my bedroom beneath an old lamp, and buried in history books.
One thing that gives me faith despite what I see unfolding in the world around me, is that despite the inherent evil we are capable of, and the ignorance of the masses who unknowingly do what is bad for them, the truth can never be destroyed. Rulers and conquerors of the past have tried, but what is true is infinite, unlike humanity, who are nothing more than dust in this universe.
The truth is carried through time in the pages of the books we were never given, and it is lodged firmly in the back of all our minds - which is exactly why when we hear something true, something within us stirs, unsettling for a moment the very things we believe to be real, but in truth are illusions.
As I walked slowly up the great mountain, my mind thought deeply about many of these illusions, and I began to question what is true or false in my own life. I began to think about the process of thinking itself, and I began to wonder how free my own mind is - how free I am in this world - not only from everyday bad habits, but from the things that enslave the majority of men without their consent, and rob them of their liberty.
Expectations of a world that does not have our best interests at heart. Opinions of people who care little for our cause. Persuasive ideals of lives that are simply not what we really need - but are made to be what we think we need - through their promotion on social media and the internet, and our resulting feelings of inferiority because we do not understand the truth. So called laws and rules of conduct that were not founded by us, or by men of wisdom and common sense - but instead vomited from the mouths of politicians who have sold their souls to the devil, and have no understanding of what it means to be a Sovereign Soul.
I knew what it meant to be free as a young boy, for I was free, and only confined by the real danger and the real threat of nature herself. Poisonous snakes that hid outside the safety of our land, wild boars that would eat you, dark creatures of the night that roamed when the sun was gone. My father would warn me, and we would go together to see the monsters, and there they would be, so I knew they were real and dangerous.
Real, and dangerous.
I knew exactly what to fear, I knew what it looked like, I knew it existed.
We Are Afraid Of Ghosts and Trapped In Our Minds.
Recent events of the world and circumstances in my own country have opened my eyes to the fact that people of the modern world are afraid of monsters they’ve never seen. They have more faith in their government, and the people on television, than they do in their own heart, mind and soul.
They agree to having a chemical created by people they have never met, injected into their body, to protect them from something they have never seen with their own eyes - and they do it because they are afraid - and they are afraid because they have given up authority over their soul - and they give up authority over their soul because that is how they have been trained to behave since birth. Trust the experts, not yourself - for you cannot possibly know what is best.
Do what you are told, or else.
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As The Great Philosopher Plato Once Said:
“Those who are able to see beyond the shadows and lies of their culture will never be understood, let alone believed, by the masses.”
So I speak on this subject not to complain or protest, but instead to prove the point which is the essence of this article: The majority of us are not free - we simply think we are free - and so long as we have our comforts, our homes, our televisions, our warm showers - we will just do what we are told because it’s easier than not doing so, even when doing so costs our true freedom.
Most men of the modern world no longer know what it means to be truly free, and taking their freedom from them has been as simple as asking them to bend over, drop their pants and shut the fuck up. It’s a sad state of affairs, but it is proof of the timeless truth that hard times create strong men, and good times create weak men. When we are never exposed to adversity, or challenged to our very core, or placed in situations where we must be strong and brave and learn to think for ourself - our minds turn to shit, and we lose touch with the reality of the world we exist in.
But to attack what is and to point out all that is wrong, solves nothing and helps nobody. I do it only to make it clear how far we have fallen. I do it to make my point, and my point is that most of us are slaves to a system that wants to eat us up and spit us back out - draining us in the process of our human spirit, our creativity, our ambition and our sovereignty.
To live as we wish - enforcing our will upon the world - and creating what is within our heart, whether that be good or bad - this is freedom. To be told what to do and what to think - to have our life mapped out for us without us knowing - and to be threatened with punishment if we do not comply - this is slavery.
How Life Changed After The Industrial Revolution.
The world we live in changed tremendously following the industrial revolution, as the smart and wealthy created systems to scale up the production of goods and services to a higher level. In my opinion, this was a natural progression for our race - and what we have today would not be possible without it - but this step came with a price, just as all things do.
Fathers were taken away from their homes to do the work that was also taken away from them, so the family unit was split up, and our new industrial society required a new type of citizen to make it run effectively. A citizen that stood in line, followed orders and did not question authority, but instead feared it because said citizen had no concept of freedom or personal authority. Public schooling served the purpose of manufacturing this citizen, and so the child was also taken away from the home to be trained for many years under the eyes of government servants, with the aim to produce the perfect worker for our new industrial complex.
Many years later this is our normal way of life. The child is not educated in the home and on the field - learning the value of true life skills - learning how to be self reliant and how to develop common sense - or how to have authority over oneself as their own ruler. The child is educated in a government supplied classroom, with a government developed curriculum, to serve the needs of a new reality that requires compliant slaves to ensure it runs without stopping. But people question nothing, because people don’t remember what life was like before they existed - and without real history being taught, nobody knows any better.
Life was tremendously harder before our economies evolved into what they are now - gigantic interconnected systems circulating trillions of dollars that can create iPhones, virtual reality, smart cities and electric sports cars - but easier isn’t always better, and I firmly believe that in this advancement of practically everything, we lost a lot of the things that contributed to deep satisfaction, and overall happiness.
We as a race have evolved over millions of years, with deep seated needs and traditions that are a part of our DNA - we didn’t just end up here, we are the present moment result of something that has formed across generations and generations. We are not simple creatures, but the lives we lived before the modern reality emerged, we’re very simple - and I don’t think that millions of years of habit, and growth, can suddenly adapt to a way of living that’s existed for less than a century. So we’re left with discontent, and confusion - asking what the purpose of our life is.
Maybe this doesn’t apply to everyone, but it definitely matters, because it simply would’ve been less complicated to find the good life when all you had to do is grow plants, build homes, hunt animals, defend your family, make babies with a woman and develop strong communities. Everything you needed to do to be a human being and live a human life, was right in front of you, being done by everyone else in your tribe. But life is different today. Now we sit alone in our 5 star boxes, watching someone else’s story on a small screen, wondering what is missing and why we feel so fucking empty.
Some of us find good lives and live happily, by accidentally putting the puzzle together, while most of us wander around half asleep, distracted by everything, constantly making mistakes. We’re living in a world designed for robots, not human beings, that’s why most people are depressed, lost, confused and have no idea how to tackle their life in this new world. Recent trends in what is known as Entrepreneurship, and the horde of people racing to find financial freedom through their own business, is really at the core nothing more than people trying to go back to what was taken from us by the rise of industrial society.
Waking up and owning our day, instead of it being owned by someone else.
Having the ability to be the sovereign ruler of our own lives, and to live close to the natural way of things: to produce, to trade, to exchange, and to be close to those we love most.
Is this not what we all want?
I believe from the very bottom of my heart, that most of the psychological problems of the modern world are a by product of us living lives that are out of touch with our biology, because how we live is the polar opposite of how we have lived for centuries. Our tribes are gone. Our families have been destroyed. Our traditions are no longer. People are enslaved through indoctrination, distraction, and ignorance.
We are not machines, we are human beings - who have hearts, souls and minds created by mother nature herself. But we have lost our way, and come to what is now nothing more than a degenerate shit show of confused genders and sad people. This is what I believe. It is what makes the most sense when I objectively look at the world.
It is at the core of my writing on this blog - it is the spirit that lives within my words - it is the essence of who I am. I stand for Freedom, and the values that make a nation, a family, an individual, strong.
Finding Your Freedom Once Again.
First and foremost, get out of the cities and into the country, where mountains touch the sky, creeks run wild, and people still have common sense. After witnessing firsthand how the cities can go from an urban playground into a large scale prison camp at the hands of the government, in less than 24 hours - I have zero desire to ever base myself in one.
I would rather sleep in a cardboard box under a tree, than be locked in my 5 star apartment like a fucking monkey for months on end. It’s much easier to lock a helpless and docile slave in his luxury apartment, then it is to lock old farmer Jim in his country farmhouse, who is armed to the teeth and will take shots at any unwelcome guest he finds on his land.
Growing up in the country, I have never spent extended amounts of time living in a city, but I have lived in them, and I have enjoyed it, although not as much as waking up on the land - to uninterrupted sunrises, animals, trees, people of strong character and the creations of mother nature.
The country is good for the soul, it makes men strong, for it is our origin, and it is where we come from. Most of the time, country women are the only women worth marrying in our modern world, because they still have good values and they still have common sense - they don’t earn a living playing with their snatch on the internet, or by fucking their way into someone else’s fortune.
I’ve met a few beautiful young women who were raised by mum and dad on farms, away from the bullshit of the modern world, and they are what women used to be. They appreciate a man who knows how to be a man, and they are not confused about their role in life - they just want to be happy, make babies, and wake up with a man who has their back no matter what. People of the country seem to have a better understanding of what life is about - for they live simply, they live close to the natural way of things, they live close to the way life was prior to the industrial revolution.
I grew up on a mining camp, in what some would call the Wild West. We drove around with a loaded shotgun on the front seat and dogs on the back of our truck - we traded goods for other goods - shot and slaughtered our own meat - we took orders from nobody and we lived free. If you stole from someone, or were found in another man’s mine - you disappeared - and many ratters (thieves who stole from mines) were found shot dead, naked, laying in the bush.
Police still got around, but they mostly used their mouth to solve disputes, and often they let people handle their own shit. They didn’t walk around body slamming unarmed people into the ground, and shooting their fellow men with rubber bullets. So I know very well what it means to be truly free, because I grew up with real freedom in a land where real men kept order and enforced the real law. If someone’s daughter got raped, or a terrible crime was committed, the police weren’t the answer and there was no jury to stand before. If you fucked with someones family, you stood before free men and we’re subjected to violence - as a result, the evil remained in the darkness, mostly.
Moving forward - relocating from cities and into the country is at the core, nothing more than the choice to simplify your life - which is what I want to speak on now. For it is within the principle of simplicity and away from complication that we may begin to find once again what it means and how it feels to be truly free. I could write a million words and still have more to say about freedom, but at it’s core, freedom is simplicity.
While I do like to talk about making tonnes of money and living like a rebel, this stuff doesn’t truly matter BY ITSELF when it comes to the big picture of life - it’s just what young men like myself spend their time doing. The things that truly matter in life are FAMILY and FREEDOM - money just makes everything better, and freedom possible.
Money alone is not the answer, it is what money makes possible that is the answer.
If you don’t believe me, forget all about developing family, and being free - go spend your whole life making as much money as possible without having any relationships - then see how you feel when you’re sitting in your ten bedroom estate with nobody left around you. I have seen this with my own eyes, and it’s not the answer. You need to figure out how to pull off both, because to be free in the modern world requires money, but to be fulfilled in the modern world requires good relationships.
You need a lot of money, but you also need brothers.
Understand?
Walking the path alone is fine, but walking the path with loyal warriors by your side will give you courage, and walking the path with those you love in your heart will give you strength.
Strength and courage are necessity, they are not optional.
This is the way of the warrior.
So the answers to modern freedom and a life worth living are linked closely to the way we used to live, and to our mastery of our money. Therefore the way we used to live prior to industrial society is worth some study on your behalf, along with how wealth is created and destroyed.
Simplicity is what generates the freedom that we all desire. However it is complication, confusion and overthinking that are the reality of most people. What you want is simplicity, and focus, on what is absolutely essential in your life.
If a man wants to take back authority over his life and his soul in this modern world - the first thing he ought to do is take a long hard look at all the things he has chosen to do that are eating away at his personal freedom. And if you’ve been reading my work for a little while, or you possess what is known as common sense, you’ll know that owing money kills freedom like nothing else.
Financial Debt Is A Parasite That Will Eat Your Freedom.
As I have said in the past, slaves of ancient times were bound by shackle and chain, but slaves of our time are bound by what we all know as debt. You borrow money you don’t have, from people smarter than you who do have it, then you go out and buy things that cost money to purchase and maintain, but provide zero return - flash cars, junk, bullshit.
If you’re balls deep in debt, you’re not a free man regardless of how dope you think you look driving through town in your fancy piece of shit. Another man owns you, and if you don’t meet your payments, he will come knocking. You live your life on a leash held by someone who doesn’t give a fuck about you. And that’s why I laugh at all these flash fellas who haven’t earn’t anything they think they own - it might fool the ladies, for a while, but it won’t fool me, because I know how shit works. You’ve made yourself vulnerable to being ruined by economic changes out of your control, instead of making yourself un-fuck-withable by maxing out income and dropping all the shit that wastes coin.
So in my opinion, this is the first thing that needs to be addressed if you want to take back authority of your life and soul. You cannot be truly free when you are legally bound to another person and have to pay them money.
Why?
Because unless you are smart, which is not the case with 80% of the population - you owe debt for bullshit, and you work a job to make money. Your income is tied directly to how any hours you work - and so to make money you have to work more hours. Therefore you can’t stop working because you need to work to make money to pay off your debt. And if you cannot stop working, because you will lose everything - you’re a slave. This is the bitter truth that people refuse to accept.
“But how else am I supposed to have nice things? I can’t drive a used car because they’re too unreliable, I can’t live in a cheap place because I need a nice place, I can’t sacrifice everything I like to have for everything I could have. I want to live it up now!”
That’s why you’ll forever be nobody, and you will live your life until old age under another man’s thumb. To be the boss you gotta pay the cost, and almost nobody is willing. Financial freedom is the first stepping stone to personal freedom, because money is how the people of the modern world are enslaved. Money is how we are controlled. Money is what men were given to survive when they were taken from their homes and put to work in the factories that were the foundation of this modern economy. Money is the key to real freedom, and you need to be relatively rich if you want to be completely free - which can happen using a simple equation:
Minimise cash out of your pocket by not living like a fool (+) maximise cash into your pocket by providing more value to society (x) put that cash into cash producing assets that make money and increase in value as time passes.
But with that said, and the importance of eliminating debt covered - true freedom starts within the mind of the man who decides he wants it. It’s a decision he makes and a firm intention he sets. It’s a state of mind. That’s where it starts. That’s where everything starts - success, victory, failure, defeat.
Even if you are buried in debt, unwanted obligations and bullshit - you can feel like a man instantly by deciding that you’re gonna make a change, and you’re gonna take back your freedom. Simplicity is the path to freedom because a man who understands the principle of simplicity will not fill up his life with bullshit that does not need to be there.
He drives an old reliable car that he owns. He lives in a home that he built with his hands. He makes money by providing his skills to others, and by delivering value to the world around him. He’s got one woman who respects him and has his back. He lives by his own code, and is ruled by his own authority. He is strong, smart, tough and dangerous - he is a free man, a real man, a force to be reckoned with - just like men used to be.
I had true freedom as a young boy because my father had true freedom as a man, and as a result my mother and my siblings had true freedom too. He had true freedom, at least for a while, because he had the balls to take it. And so it’s not just you that benefits by deciding to become the sovereign ruler of your life - it’s your family and those who come after you that benefit too, because they get to see what it means to be a free human being.
They get to see reality, the reality that unless you are free, you’re a slave, and if you want freedom - you must reach out and grab it by the throat with both hands.
~ Maverick Brenton
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