posted on Oct, 7 2008 @ 06:58 PM
THE UNDERGROUND RAILROAD IS ALIVE!
Taxes, mortgage, insurance, taxes, mortgage, insurance, taxes, mortgage, insurance, fines, fees, licenses.
I haven't posted at ATS in about 2 months. Last I was here I was a landlord overseeing 4500 sqft of historic rental space... under high tension
lines. No more.
Every penny I had and twice what I collected from tenants I poured into that situation to appease the institutions. Polluted, flouridated,
cloridated city water in the pipes. Ungodly prices for organic food. Downtown, city cops on my block constantly, helicopters overhead, daily
airshows from the military authority. Ever rising expense of the commute to and from a productive thing to do... no more.
I passed my trucks on to a friendly farm. I passed title of my land on to another friendly farm. My tools and family are stashed away at another
friendly location. The half million dollars in rental houses... I ain't going back and from what I've heard, my "tenant" are supposedly living
free... Some intend to rip down the foreclosure, eviction, and sale signs staying right where they were. Some have also dipped out, unable to stand
the high tension lines, even with free rent.
The insurance companies.
The city, the fed, the IRS, and all of their BS taxes, fees, and fines...
The courts, the summons, the probation officer...
The moldy storm damaged house full of years of pesticides and pollution...
Peace out. I'm on dirt road now and I ain't leaving.
I work for free. I travel where I am expected and welcome. I usually have a roof over my head, but otherwise stay in tent. We have free organic
food wherever I bring my family, self, and tools; such is understood if you want this craftsman to travel your way. This is the new underground
railroad; for the new slave on the run. Right now, we're living 8 miles outside of a town with population of under 300... I'll be gone and on my
way to another location by spring.
I am a gypsie and the $350,000 my "incorporated" "exchequer" "birth certificate" name "owes" to the institution will NEVER be paid.
I'm over it. I'm over the whole damn system. We're over it.
Call it financial suicide. Call it economic jihad if you like. I breathe fresh air now. I drink pure water now. Fresh meat is in abundance all
around me and the ground flourishes with edible woodland mushrooms.
I'm on the road. And I'm not alone. From looks of it... now that I am on the "railroad" in "community" there are thousands of us; I'd bet
millions in the US right now. Some with bench warrents for petty drug charges. Some with summons for things they didn't do. Some foreclosed and
in tent cities. Some hiding with family. Some hiding with friends. Some hiding with those just friendly to the cause. Some squatting in... was
that one of my rental houses? Some with unpaid hospital bills. Some with unpaid IRS tabs. And none of us have any intent of ever going back,
paying back, or checking in. We don't have driver's licenses. We don't go out on the pavement. We don't enter the cities. We ran for the
hills. We make our way from "gatherings" to "communes" to "coops", from farm to farm, from non-capitalist community to non-capitalist
For us, capitalist society is done. We are in hiding as we watch it collapse and a new tribal society unfold. We purchase our basic needs
collectively in tribes. We farm almost all that we need. We live essentially off grid. We piss and poo in the woods.
Our conscience now clear of our supposed debts and crimes of the incorporated city... There is no city, there is no court, there is no government, and
there IS NO BANK. It was all an ILLUSION, and we see through it. All of our personal possessions are given up to the community, we are free and we
live communally in small tribes scattered throughout rural america. We are far from the beaten path and our children are being born out of hospitals
without social security numbers. Our sir names are unspoken. Our given names have been set aside for nicknames and aliases. Some of us keep
prepaid cellular phones registered in other names, which we share collectively. Amongst tribe, sensimilla is once again as legal, as it has always
been lawful; it is shared freely. In many ways a new nation has been born, a nation within a nation.
Free at last.
The wife and I are pregnant; it certainly throws a twist on things. We are going to give birth in the woods, alone, with a friendly "community"
midwife. After reading a few books on alternative birthing... we certainly do not trust the hosptitals (thanks Ina May Gaskin and Jennifer Block) We
also don't trust bought meat, we're on rice and bean rations, we get farm fresh milk and eggs from the farm at which we labor. I hunt squirrels and
fish upstream trout. A diet free of hormones and injections. There will be no vaccinations given to my child, nor indoctrination in the corporate
If your experience is similiar, and you've "dipped out" as well, please post your tale. I assure you, we're not alone.
This is my 10/7 message to you. This is the new paradigm opening for the debt slave, for those caught up in "the system".
I'm at the library; borrowing an ID to login... it may be a while before I speak to you again.
This is the new face of SURVIVAL. Best of luck to you all.
If you're not buying in... well... good luck with your corporate job.
This is my mighty pen.
For more info on the now dead rental situation under the high tension lines... click on "but sri, why the evil avatar?" in my signature line.