Escape!

How sweet it is

I’ve once again escaped The Anglo-American Matrix for warmer climes, warmer women, and a saner cultural/social landscape. I feel like I pass through a membrane into an alternate universe where life and my instincts still make sense each time I take an international flight out of the matrix.

I’m happy to report my experiment in designing a personalized lifestyle of mercenary, financial only relations with the matrix to power a part-time expat lifestyle was a success. I’m now settling in abroad for a long stay, during which I will unwind from the  monotony of 70 hour weeks on the road (driving hundreds of miles per day) I endured, finish my upcoming book Escape, work on my photography, and live a little rather than run in a financial hamster wheel.

There have been some heart stopping moments along the way. Like being among only 2 out of a class of 15 to actually “graduate” from trucking school with a CDL while everyone else either failed or dropped out. Then surviving my trial by fire on the road with my trainer and then going solo. I drove 100,000 miles without any tickets or accidents. Then, having to put in my 2 weeks notice for a job I worked so hard for.

But, now have a “Golden Ticket” that allows me to come and make money while not getting stuck like a fly in honey with the matrix’s financial games. Trucking happened to be the perfect solution to funding a part-time expat lifestyle. As I waited at the airport for my flight to the Caribbean, I was overcome by a strong series of emotions. The first wave was how frankly, frightening my country is becoming. I was “triggered” (heh) by CNN as it blared on the screen. In my journal, I wrote:

I didn’t know how bad CNN had become until I got subjected to it at the airport. Jeez, they’re worse than Pravda these days. The narratives they’re pushing are laughable. Chris Cuomo foaming at the mouth trying to say Trump is crazy. What a frightful world we’ve entered. What happened to my country? This is NOT the nation I grew up in. This place literally scares me these days.

I also made some remarks regarding the latest sexual witch trial, as it seems to me the powers that be want to make sex itself illegal someday:

Anglo America has major cultural issues with sexual repression. First issue I have with all these scandals? No due process. One witch trial after another. What an insane culture. Lauer may be an asshole, but are women truly the sexless goddesses they make themselves out to be? Pure as the winter snow and as innocent as nuns? Probably not.

The power structure wants to either make people scared to fuck or make it illegal to fuck. I can’t figure out which one.

My next flood of emotions were happy ones. I felt like I was getting out of jail. Escaping a cage that had been built for me. Happy to be returning to a culture that is centered around people and not the worship of machines and gadgets.

In any case, how sweet it is to be outside the compound! Daily updates, periodic photo journals, updates on the cultural insanity of the matrix as I watch it from the outside, and of course, a book detailing not only how I did it but how you can too, are all coming soon. In the meantime, I’m headed to the beach to have a big fatty i.e. a nice Cuban cigar, drink too many Caipirinhas, and watch the sexy (and friendly) señoritas walk by.

-Rel

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