Late Checking Out: Forced to Pay for Another Day of Existence

in #life8 months ago (edited)

I don't feel like being entertained nor do I feel like being entertaining.  This is a free write.  Just some brain straining.

Nothing to watch.  Nothing to do.  Suppose I could go to the zoo but I guess I'm already there.  That was quick.

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I Bugged Out

Bugged out means: I packed my shit and got the fuck outta town.

If I left it at that, but said it a month ago, one of these brainwashed media junkies would have called me a freak for believing in a virus conspiracy coordinated by the dude who made Windows software, because that would make sense in their world.

I don't live there nor do I reside within that state of mind.

Not even going to call it social media, mainstream media, alternative media; none of that divisive nonsense.  It's all media now.  A single unit no different than humanity itself.  I see past the labels and costumes.

Same thing goes for people in general.  I didn't see a cop kill a black man in that video.  I saw a man kill another man.

If I left it at that, one of these brainwashed media junkies will come along and say, "No, he died from... yadda yadda yadda something else according to so-and-so who knows better plus racism and everything else that's wrong with those people but not us."

Somebody died.  It's sad.  The world got mad.  I won't be spending the next two months arguing about this on any platform that "gives" me a voice because I already had one and choose not to use it to say the same damn things as everyone else.  I don't give a fuck about the memes or what side they want to be on.  I don't care about how they want to spend their days in an engaged daze created by this maze of media haze.

People will lose sleep over thoughts placed within their mind and not even question how they got there or why they care.

What were the big concerns in the media before the pandemic?  They don't remember.

Media junkies don't even remember a few months ago.  Too busy getting their fix.  So much life went to waste paying attention.

Saying you care and just leaving it there is never enough.  Join the party.  Put on a big show so your people on your platform know.

The world is falling apart but it always was.  What do you remember?  The good times.  That's something we all have in common.

The good times never go astray but so many choose to let the media take them away; replacing the good times with the thoughts they want them to think about that day.  Those concerns are more important than the lives we once lived.


I never bugged out and left the world behind because of a virus and no I'm not afraid some tribe of brainwashed media junkies are going to come burn down the village now because a man killed a man.

I left in November of last year.  Many here noticed I was gone but I didn't say where I was or what was happening.  I came back to the online world in February after being completely disconnected for the most part of three months.

Three months to clear my head.  Moved out to the middle of nowhere because the rent was cheap and I needed to find peace of mind.  Didn't have an internet connection.  Didn't want one.  Life was life again and it was good.

February rolls around.  Decided to spend the money, get connected.  Everything changed.

Suddenly I'm back here as well as other platforms making it known I'm alive and well.  Suddenly I'm bombarded with all the world's problems and humanity's nonstop reaction to it.

There's a story about a disease affecting nations.  There's a drunk sociopath buying up Steemit.  Now a man killed a man and the fire will spread.

As an outsider looking in I see all three cases have the same thing in common.

People pick sides and fight.  No place for the individual.  That concept doesn't even exist.

If you're not on this team that must mean you're on that team.  I stocked up on supplies when I heard supplies were low in other countries.  My friends told me I was an idiot for believing in this "hoax" because look at this meme.

I had toilet paper, they didn't.

I didn't need to believe in a virus story or not then sit wasting time arguing nonsense as if I'm some kind of expert for reading an article or watching a video.

Simply watched what all people were doing, and reacted before what all people were doing caught on here.

Had to stock up anyway.  Chose to live in the middle of nowhere.  Can't simply drive to the store any time I need something, even though the commute wouldn't be much different than living in a big city and having to travel to work an hour away.  Simply choosing to remain an hour away as much as possible.

Saved money not buying masks not because I felt mightier than nature since a meme told me so.  Simply didn't plan on being around people anyway, long before people were afraid of people making fun of people for being afraid of people being scared.

Maybe people don't want to feel left out so they latch on to these stories to feel closer to everyone else.  Meanwhile our lives keep chugging along.  Passing us by.

Watched a lot of time fly by way out here.  As juicy as the gossip can be at times, I don't want to waste a minute of my life consuming brain poison.

Sitting around being angry about things won't solve anything.  Falling into the this information versus that information trap only makes something that lasted eight minutes drag on for three months.  Media stories are like brand name clothes.  Good versus evil.  I like your shoes versus I can't believe you support sweat shops.


Life is different when away from all this media chaos.

Tough to make friends and maintain relationships when picking sides isn't part of the options package I bought.  Feel alone anyway when everyone seems so differently the same.

Watching the people rather than the events.  That's a sick twisted game in itself, I suppose.  Observing what could be intelligent humans acting like parrots, saying what was said to them; but do they even know what they're saying?

The various forms of media and how it controls people and society; that's all been on my mind a lot lately.

Observing various sources say something, then watching how the people repeat it while pretending to be sharing original thoughts and ideas.  Nobody was born with these thoughts.  These thoughts are placed within minds.  Then people fight because some computer algorithm placed another set of thoughts in a different set of minds.

Media junkies are kinda creepy.  Like most addicts, they'll insist they don't have a problem.  Most cult members don't realize they're in a cult either.  Tell society, "Hey.  You might have a problem."

What was supposed to be help quickly turns into the biggest insult known to humanity; far worse than those problems they can't seem to get enough of.

The darkest part of it all is the fact these words are just as dangerous as everything else. No different. No better. It's all the same.  I just placed my thoughts inside your brain.


A world where even the free write has a time limit and I think I've gone into extra minutes.

I'll just leave it there.  Need to put these thoughts away anyway.  That's three posts in a week I've been off my rocker.

Think happy thoughts.  Think happy thoughts.  Think happy thoughts.

Have a nice day.

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lol! That reminds me of when I was living down in Mexico for a while, there was this parrot that someone had trained to yell "Chinga tu madre!!" which really just means 'f*&ck you'. It hung out on a tree behind a high wall and would say the phrase any time someone would walk by.

People (mostly tourists - it is a remote part of MX) didn't realize it was a parrot. They thought it was someone trolling them in a high voice, so they'd get mad and start yelling toward the wall. It would just repeat the phrase.

Once in a while, someone would get really pissed and run around the side of the fence, but there was a huge, permanent nasty muddy pit full of trash obscured by high grass that you would fall in knee deep if you tried to look around the wall. They would always fall in, then see the bird and walk away embarrassed.

I would be sitting across the street with my buddies drinking a beer watching the whole thing. I was an asshole in my early 20s, I guess.

Lol. Great story man! Indeed one that's simular.

'I would be sitting across the street with my buddies drinking a beer watching the whole thing. I was an asshole in my early 20s, I guess'

An asshole?, not to me. You guys were just minding your own business, hahaha.

Hahaha well true. I was minding my business.

Lol, heard this before, never gets old.

It's like nonames just above said: a Classic and not misplaced as comment on this post I guess.

when I first lost my job and was home full time there was a mass shooting. I spent 3 days listening to TV while on the computer. I ended up so depressed it wasn't even funny. After that, I never watched the news again.

Life became much less stressful.

You make very wonderful thought-provoking points.

Thank You for this post!

I'd want to know important things but it seems like now the important things turn into, something else. Why are politics instantly applied? Instead of reporting, they add in opinions and if those opinions are what people want to hear, they accept it as fact. Plus it's like wrestling. The impact hurts those involved yet there's always something fake about it. Really hard to describe though.

The News is not News anymore. It is all 'Talk Radio' now. when I visit my Mom once a year she watches the news each night and all it is is yelling. We are being yelled at. If all you watch is 'news anchors' yell at you about how you should be thinking or what is the right way to feel you soon start to believe it and become a sheep.

I check the news online... read what I want to to stay informed but I will not listen to yelling about how I should feel about the news story. I have my own mind and morals I do not need their imput on how I should feel.

Actors seeking ratings. People in the field looking for the perfect shot.

You don't need to pick sides, you're already in one, like the 98% of the population that the 2% or even less is laughing at. This is a fact you like it or not. Imo

This guy and his pals. No, not Leonardo di Caprio, well he may be laughing also in Monaco.

What gives you that idea?

The Prince of Maquiavelo and The Prince of Bel Air.

Friends of yours?

Maquiavelo is a good friend although is dead, Will Smith seems nice don't know him sadly. 😊

It would be interesting to sit down and talk to some of these folks.

Great written, i agree with a lot you say ... and about the riots ...

I’m shouting this on other socials (some protestors do not seem to like it ... i dunno why, maybe the educational system sucks so much they do not understand ... in that case ... Carlin was right all along)


do not forget that this divide between Race, Religion, Income, Social Status, is just a simple construction used for thousands of years by tptb to divide us

united nothing can stop humanity

Of course Carlin was right.

And if all that truly is a simple construction, I guess I'd have to admit it was clever, because all you do is turn it on and the people do the rest of the work. Set it and forget it. Tell a story, the people now will spread it.

I cantam waitfor evrything to be over. This year is like a movie that is playing. I cant wait for the chaos.

I can imagine how you felt the time you didn't connect with anybody. That must have been some tough one right there..

It doesn't seem real. Maybe it's that way because for the most part, people have experienced this year staring mainly at devices.

i feel it is realand thats my own view

I couldn't agree more. Feeding your brain with media poison is dangerous. And it must feel so good to be disconnected. When the world serves you a full plate of problems it is very refreshing to say "no thanks, i'm full". Peace of mind is the thing people truly need. And once in a while to check how is this world going. Glad to see there are still people that are not blind in this whole world wide web of poisonous futile information.

It's a poison that won't kill you. It'll just send you on a trip, like one of those fancy mushrooms. Have too much though or eat the wrong one and there's no coming back.

It is good to know things. Weather warnings. I wonder why nobody argues when those people are wrong.

I think it is a waste of energy to argue with someone who doesn't have the logic to figure things out.

Asking questions seems to be a lost art as well, along with answering respectfully when presented with a question. Especially in online discussion. Seems to be a battle of statements. Little games of one-upmanship. Folks seem to automatically assume you're on the other team if something about their perspective isn't clear.

I always love a good question. It is indeed a lost art

It’s a mad, mad world. The peace has been lost and l don’t think harmony ever existed.
Turn off the tube and go dig in the dirt.

Maybe find some worms.

Let’s go fishing with the worms to feed the fish that will feed us. Cycle of life.
Simple ❤️

Then giving the head a proper burial helps grow a great salad.

People can't live with them, can't live with out them, though I prefer to be with out them, and if I need to be with them then I go to them. I both like and dislike where I live, one of the big pluses is I just went to the window to look for the baby moose my wife told me about. I think I got more joy out of watching that little guy charge a circle around the small trees than anyone in any city of any large size population just has had in the last few days.

It is good to be a bugged out person at times.

I watched ducks fight. Then they were friends again. A happy ending to a long day.

I’m going to just paint and have bonfires with my kids. Happy I’m in Canada.

I'm not sure if an imaginary line in the sand will stop the brainwash from hitting our streets. Strange feeling something somehow connected will spark up events here in Canada, since I'm already observing locals latch on. Memes and articles are being shared by Canadians. Groups will be established, something will trigger the water to boil all over the place. I hope I'm wrong but I'm looking at history, some current events already happened, I'm thinking nothing changed since then.

I like your plan though. Summer is here. Let's not waste it.

Toronto will probably erupt. According to the latest Science all these protestors and rioters will be dead in 3 weeks. #covid19

Thought-provoking stuff. Thank you nonames.

It's making me think just thinking about it.

Nice to see around again.

Don't go overthinking too much, you know where that gets you ;)

Thank you, it's nice to be back. I didn't realise I missed writing until I tried to write again. So many projects... :)

Cage to cage zoo friendship. =)

Time to start flinging shit?

Don't you happy with meals? =)

LOL. Like penguins in the Madagascar animation?

I turned the news services off many years ago and mostly couldn't tell someone what was going on around the place. It hasn't impeded my life at all, but daily improves it by not having to take on that negativity, and worrying about things I can't affect. Every now and then I take a look but I don't last very long.

These days everyone has an opinion, mostly (generally) planted within their empty heads by someone else, a news reader, the headlines they glimpsed on the newspaper, a cartoon like The Simpsons...I sometimes wish everyone would just shut the fuck up and look inwardly, not outwardly.

You know, there was a time when a person wouldn't know much about anything outside of 1 mile from where they lived...I wonder if that wasn't a nicer existence.

Today I took time out of my day to watch the Space X launch. I like that kind of stuff.

Of course not far is a "suggestion" to tune in to some form of chaos. I don't mind learning of events, but I will not be sticking around for the encore.

That time you're talking about where you don't know much about the happenings far from home... I go there at least once a year. There's nothing to be afraid of.

Yep, I get it...Being selective, exercising a right to choose what to absorb...Most don't have the ability though.

Not having the information, the news, has not been of a detriment to us in the 14 years I've been avoiding it. If there's a thing that's important to me then I know it, from the right sources, all the other stuff is just noise to be blocked out. It keeps things simple, and I am, after all, as simple as it gets.

I'm not sure what I am or what I want. I've been alive long enough to see change in the world though. This technology would seem like magic to people not even that long ago. If you showed them, they'd be amazed. If you showed them what we actually do with it, they'd most certainly be confused; afraid.


I'm 50...I remember life without computers, internet, mobile phones, power windows on the car etc. Lol.

Tell people under 25 that we wad to use a phone box and they're all, OMG and shit. It's not their fault though I guess. Progress.

You know we had the Adelaide hive meet-up last Thursday (Discord chat) and we were talking about how far the world (society etc.) goes before it realises it's gone too far...And then how difficult (or possible) it is to pull it back. It was an interesting chat. I have my thoughts...I don't think I'd miss computers and the internet at all...But then again, I'm the dude that wants to spend time with the planet, the outdoors and stuff...Not playing Fortnight or Grand Furious Turismo or whatever the fuck.

My childhood dreams came true. I'd play a racing game on Nintendo and wish the other cars were other actual people. Even told my dad, "Someday people will be driving those cars." He laughed, said it was impossible. Then years later I found myself on a PC playing racing against people from all over the planet, while a little kid was yelling in my ear and calling me names... That little kid had no clue how amazing it was to even be losing.

Even though I joke around a lot, part of the appeal of being online for me is the fact the best conversations I've ever had take place online. It's rare I get to sit around with people and have those interestingly deep conversations. Even these days I'm sitting around a fire and they're talking about the same drivel Facebook feeds them. So many times in my head I could finish their sentences. We're in deep now. Even my parents are on their phones all the time, repeating things to me. Angry about things they were never angry about before. It's eerie.

In deep, yes for sure. Things have gone so far. Was only saying to my brother (the non-hive one) today about what things may be like in 20 years. It's unlikely I'll be around but still, didn't fill me with hope.

More of the same but far more efficiently. This thing will be finishing our sentences for us.


This fully deserves its spot at number 3 on the Trending page.

This is the most raw, real stuff I've read here in a while. Mad respect.


In particular, this section stands out as pure gold:

Observing various sources say something, then watching how the people repeat it while pretending to be sharing original thoughts and ideas. Nobody was born with these thoughts. These thoughts are placed within minds. Then people fight because some computer algorithm placed another set of thoughts in a different set of minds.

Media junkies are kinda creepy. Like most addicts, they'll insist they don't have a problem. Most cult members don't realize they're in a cult either. Tell society, "Hey. You might have a problem."

What was supposed to be help quickly turns into the biggest insult known to humanity; far worse than those problems they can't seem to get enough of.

So good. ⭐️

When I started, I did not know I'd be impressing anyone today.

Sigh... quite often, those are the best starting points - no expectations or specific intentions other than to simply channel the flow...

And perhaps a distinction between impressing and inspiring... (through blunt honesty).


Just one of those days. Comes in waves. Could clean it up; expand. But then it's more about showbiz and becomes bland.

I totally feel ya there.

Now the question i keep asking myself is that does that floyd worth dieing

I wouldn't have the answer to that even if I bullshitted one out.