Best Survivalist Poems
I know how to live off the land
I'm a survivalist
I make do with whatever's at hand
I'm a survivalist
It's a mindset,
it's a lifestyle
You must have a soldier's discipline,
be able to endure hardships for a long while
I'm a mountain man,
got no time for guile
I can ascertain your true motives,
sense the truth behind the smile
I was trained to be a scientist,
I was trained to be a fireman
I was trained to be a field doctor,
but right now I'm a lumberjack
swinging an axe in my hand
I worked on a railroad,
I worked in a cooper mine
I worked at a shipyard,
I was a mean cook when I did a little time
I'm a mountain man,
got no time for those corporate city slickers
I can deduce your true identity,
sense the lies behind the smiling boot lickers
I was trained as a scout,
I was trained as an engineer
I was trained as a wrangler,
but right now I'm a mechanic
fixing a truck with busted gears
I worked for a big law firm,
I worked as a small company machinist intern
I worked at a high-tech factory,
I got recruited by a low-level military attache
Those are just a few of my credentials,
but here is what you really need to know
I'm a student of studying people,
I got a quick wit, but I like to appear slow
Being in the big outdoors
is where I really feel most at home
I love to test my skills at surviving,
I love to operate my satellite phone
Check the cloud patterns,
constantly scan the terrain
Calculate the tide shifts,
learn every animal, know every grain
I know how to live off the land,
make the land work for me
I make do with whatever's at hand,
let the land give me what I need
I'm a mountain man,
I live in an untamed world
I'm a different kind of animal
I'm a mountain man,
who's never gonna get trapped
by modern barbarians ever again
a freedom-fighter with a gun
a Jihadist with a gun
a lone-wolf with a gun
a redneck with a gun
a survivalist with a gun
a good-guy with a gun
a bad-guy with a gun
a hate-monger with a gun
a vengeance with a gun
a first-person-shooter
vigilantes and vigils
a patterned proximity
© GoodGuySoul 2015-02-12
To paraphrase George Lakoff, and maybe Mihalyi Csikszentmihalyi,
and maybe Julian Jaynes,
and possibly Gregory Bateson,
and Laura Brown,
and then there was...
Nurturing empathy is the only doorway through healthy effective
LeftBrain Deductive and RightBrain Inductive
nondual co-arising communication,
whether the message pattern is WinLose debate,
Either This EgoYangElite Or That EcoYin-NotNotElite
or WinWin dialogue,
Both This EgoYangPatriarchal AntiPathic-Deductive Competition And That EcoYinMatriarchal Empathic-Inductive-IntegralNurturing CoOperation,
Or some hybrid of WinLose LeftBrain Dominant
and WinWin RightBrain Yin struggling appositionally with,
but preferably not struggling oppositionally against WinLose suboptimization strategies,
short of co-empathic WinWin relational outcomes.
These two, W/L and W/W,
X/Y and Y/Y,
U/C and A/G,
regenrative discernment evolutions
emerge co-empathically trusting outcomes,
plans,
designs,
policies,
procedures,
U.S. democratic Original Intent,
Friends of Extended Family are empathically trusted as Friends to regenerationally-fertilely thrive toward Earth's humane enlightenment,
and not at all the less enlightened and more pathological-patriarchalElitist,
NonElite Allies [not Western White Straight Strict Males] of my Extended HealthySafe Family are antipathically untrusted and unempathized as our probably competing against us to survive Enemies.
Mutual empathy is our constitutionally protected,
enthymematically-healthy,
key toward regenerative communication
as mutual antipathy degenerates,
so too does active dysfunctional and unhealthy distrust,
motivating further Win/Lose survivalist Elite EcoPolitical assumptions.
Follow the light,
in ecological language,
also means
follow our most fertile-cooperative
economic and political healthywealth.
May all sacred,
but not quite omnipotent,
fathers learn this day
as we impatiently correct
our stress-disordered sons
That respect is earned,
so maybe disrespect is too
positive and negative layered
for and against authority
for and sometimes restlessly against
repeating Business As Usual
white middle-class dadisms:
You snooze
you lose
May apply to your lethargic
chronically anxious
thuggish
couch-surfing
cannabis-fed son
And yet feels counter-intuitive
for babies
and us great grandads
who need our outside rest
away from commercial
too lit up
and loud
and relentlessly plastic
inhumane degradations
In such a rabidly anxious hurry
to wait for inevitable pandemics
and genocide,
floods
hurricanes
tsunamis
forest fires
drought
dry river beds
famine
insomnia
rabidity
insurance company bankruptcy
government balkanization
supremacist tribalism
Silent self-medicating snoozes
feels like a healthy alternative to:
capitalist narcissism
anthro-supreme monotheism
monoculturing nationalism
painful survivalist isolation
demented diseases
species extinctions
self v other criminalizations
weaponizations
May feel like hoarding safety
for defense-oriented males
on a bad day
in a depressing moment
Become
yackity yack disrespectful
feeling entitled to rightwing exclusively define
"real [unwoke narcissistic] men."
Yet quietly hiding
under these sacredly respected
and secular unrespected unsuspecting layers
of diverse manhood hues and warring cues
lie traumatizing patriarchal cultures.
Capital co-invested resilient climates
prefer cooperatively active integrity
over passive faith-based respect
and dramatically traumatic disrespect
and unenlightened
stress-triggered verbal unrespect
accelerating competitions,
dis-integrity
unhealthy desecrating excommunications.
Consecrating sacred solidarity feelings
learned today
converge synergetic need/want supportive
resonant polyvagal
resilient communication systems
searching for win/win reconnections
Even when sometimes disrespectfully correcting
my pre- and post-traumatic
stress disordered father
son.
Time To Shower...When Pervasive Odor Of Ureic Acid
Doth strongly waft, sting,
and nauseate about me
olfactory nose flying zone
bombarding cilia of
nasal passageway analogous
to displeasure wrought by
crashing, deafening, exploding,
ear splitting xylophone,
also synonymous isolated like
barenaked lady within
remote location of Lake Woebegone,
voluntarily forced to bathe
in brutally cold
mountain waters oxbow lake
vaguely resembling out
size topographical wishbone
rescue unlikely since
bajillion miles from radio tower,
thus state of the art
electronically sophisticated videophone
good as worthless resignation,
sans fate linkedin tubby
mother nature's cryogenic specimen
more'n murmuring undertone,
where huge Arctic glacier overshadows
infinitesimally microscopic human,
one speck kin zee ditched
*****sapien subsumed
under superfluous tombstone
as frozen fountain head,
where Atlas shrugged,
nonetheless incongruous yen
to purge mine offensive odor,
where civilization footprint
sole lee mine alone in wilderness
thus farcical reason (without rhyme),
atypical, farcical, and poetical title,
yours truly didst stirrup and spur
inexplicable search for soapstone,
yet prospect to don measly frame
without gay apparel
(beastie boy bit figurative bullet,
and buttressed body in buff)
immediately augmented primal scream
to trumpet heebeegeebees
(teeth chattering yodeling
rendition re: stayin alive)
from this Rhinestone
survivalist cowboy wannabe,
began feeling comfortably numb,
and immediately prone
to become human popsicle,
especially when sub zero temperature
immediately froze water splashed skin
(like glassy sheet of ice)
glancing viz albedo effect
as blindingly white
snow capped mountains outshone
albino crags, offering
absolute zero, yes none
reassurance with insulated moonstone
sleeping bag useful
as yolked with lodestone
around neck - slow death by
freezing this knucklebone,
who sought cleanliness,
(and panacea to immortality)
joining exclusive polar bear club
(Ursus Maritimus very selective,
and only chose me) even
at expense of more'n
just frozen jawbone
plus Jack frost bitten cockles turned
deep purple as inkstone
used to write re: scrawl epitaph
on icicle glommed headstone.
7/25/17
In the ocean or among lumber
Survivalist and hunter
Rain and thunder
Above below and inside the bunker
An increase in hunger
During Winter and Summer
A roadrunner
Giving them a stone cold stunner
Like a hot knife through butter
Running smoothly or with a buffer
Bags full of downers and uppers
Getting older, not any younger
Awake or in slumber
Areas clean or filled with clutter
Closed and open shutters
Items kept, tossed or lost down the gutter
Having disinterest or wonder
Still unfound or discovered
A miss or swish whether or not wearing shorts made by no jumper
Dented and pristine bumpers
You are or aren't showing your true colors
As I scour the internet,
I want to be in the know,
about what might happen
in the here and now,
so I look into the websites,
about what could take place,
if there was an EMP attack
on the human race,
or if there was anarchy
that caused a civil war,
then most likely we'd end up
with something called martial law,
its enough to scare one silly,
but its also good to be prepared,
thats why I'm joining the amish
for they are truly a survivalist community,
they would teach me survival techniques,
so my family and I would have immunity,
from what all might take place,
God forbid on this human race,
just have to polish up my German
and they'd probably take me right in,
teach me how to can a bunch of foods,
so we wouldn't get too thin,
and learn how to live without
a lot of todays technology,
so we wont be left in the dark,
learn how to live a simpler way of life,
and be happy as a lark,
no cell phones or internet,
or cars or t.v...
yes indeed I'll learn a lot
from the amish,
so don't take pity on me,
just wont like the part of
wearing those long frumpy dresses,
plowing the field and
wearing those funny looking bonnets.
What Ant Troops Surrender
Field ants
yield pants
Field Ants as Farmers
Field ants
yield plants
Jack’s pet peeve
“Black ants!”
Jack rants
All the Survivalist could Find
Black ant -
snack scant
For an Ant Vacation
Black ants
pack pants
“Run Run Run” & “Creep Up Fast”
Thief Ants’
Chief chants
What Mac Won’t Put with Cheese
Black ants?
Mac can’t!
Good Thing to Know about a Restaurant
We can’t
see ants
When Ants climb
Higher slants
tire ants
What He Doesn’t Know Won’t Kill Him
Pete can’t
eat ants
Nov. 1, 2022
for 'A BRIAN STRAND PREMIERE CHOICE' Poetry Contest
I have an internally repetitious desire,
need,
want,
to seek reassurance
Not so much about,
Am I the fairest/ugliest of Them all?
But, lately,
more maturely,
rationally,
calmly and yet curiously,
compassionately,
Am I healthy?
How am I healthy/unhealthy?
spiritually/mentally
naturally/physically
politically/personally
Meanwhile,
nonverbal rightbrain gut-felt instincts
follow a similar light toward healthy purpose,
but more intuitively systemic
than leftbrain verbal analysis.
If healthy consciousness,
then when,
where,
and why are we most safe
and least unsafe?
An appreciation/depreciation question
of healthy rational purpose,
or not
Logical, yes
but also,
more deeply ecological,
a felt personal theological curiosity quest
for safe compassionate meaning
in relationship to
and from
EarthTribal
drawn-to-the-light
progenitors
Our indigenously wise
felt fellow
hearty
hardy
hale anthro-familials,
co-passionate organic environmentals,
edibles
and ornamentals
Mountain forest transcendent spaces
and river valleyed mellow
intimate meadows,
neighboring animals,
hospitably animated delicious insects,
singing birds
and fat and happy
yet clearly athletic
beasts
Bisexual flowers
and bilateral branch and root
universal health
and unitarian safety enlivened systems
Bipartisan public health enlightening
and safety empowering servants
Bilateral co-passionate
personal and systemically political
co-intelligence
Binomially resonant
resilient
repetitive
Left-secular-health/Right-sacred-wealth
feelings
of why conjoining MeWe
needs ego/ecosystemically win/win
safe thrival
and endless curiosity
about win/lose survivalist
unsafe risks
compromises
monoculturing egocentric
anthro-divine win/win values
and win/lose misvalues
and lose/lose nthrosupremacist disvalues
Predicting how lefthemisphere thinks
autonomously notices
individually processes NonZero Zone
is never ego-apartheid healthy
and always win/lose compromised,
potentially lose/lose traumatized
for lack of abundantly democratic compassion
autocratically virulent;
not more democratically vital
than narcissistic LeftBrain
anthrosupremacist
StraightWhiteCapitalistMale
rabidity.
A racist favors separation of races.
Racists come in two varieties,
but both behaviorally favor separation of races,
if not theoretically,
then practically,
too comfortable with past apartheid,
such as all White faith communities,
for one nonexclusively intended example,
practicing our habitual ecosystemic politics of mistrust.
Racists favor separation of their race
from that of others
to further ecopolitical praxis of assumed racial superiority,
which is the ongoing mutual disempowerment story of racism.
There is no authentic empowerment side
in our racism story
because we are all weaker when we prefer to fly apart
and stronger when we fly more multiculturally deep-enriched,
together.
In our choices of community investment,
when and where do we seek co-empowerment
of the cooperative multicultural purse?
rather than Business As Competing-Racism Usual.
Competing to defend our birthright separated standing
in life's survivalist-revivalist pecking order,
is a dull monochromatic defensive position
within WinLose gaming positions,
entirely inappropriate for WinWin multiculturing opportunities,
self-other regenerative optimization
for Beloved Health-Wealth Communities.
Elusive Ephemeral Ethereal Expansive: Timelessness
Analogous to mobius strip -
measured passage of existence
only took precedence
with *****sapiens ascendent
busting forth upon
the figurative pedestal
presiding over domain,
sans Earthly covenant
a bajillion ago,
where fits and starts
pitted proto humans
at no immediate advantage,
yet merely, thru
dint of accidental
happenstance ever so
imperceptibly amassed dominion
over every other species
as became evident
throughout the vast sweep of
anthropological
evolutionary incidental
plucky perturbations, provocations,
and/or pullulations arisen by
spontaneous circumstantial grant
ting quasi consciously
coalescing into brutish
deliberated focused intent,
where forethought
coopted indiscriminate
chance facilitating kent -
manifested rubber
baby buggy bumpers
activated, aggrandized, and
allotted destiny meant
to lurch incrementally
i.e. hierarchical designation
present day primate
predecessors practiced negligible
notched nimbleness orchestrated
(equal parts gall and genetic
giftedness), whatsapp operant
adaptation toward
survival rippled quiescent
lee minutely nudging overt salient
traits ineluctably
manifesting, outflanking,
and proffering
quintessential urgent
biological scrim quietly testing,
and wrestling, whence yen
(to secure rootedness)
zeroing what didst warrant
winning formula
to adapt adroit edge
pitted by dictates of nature
grappling iron
grip, viz literal hedge
fund and kickstarting toehold
upon tenuous ledge
(oft times succumbing to danger)
falling into abyss
of anonymity pledge
jing acquired innovative tool
such as a primitive sledge
hammer instinctively
resigning animal instinct
death be not proud not
before inculcating
survivalist tactical wedge.
When bad
unhealthy
unsafe choices
speak in WRONG! voices
delivering shame,
deserving shunning
and irrepressible self-blame,
Reconsider this jump
from bad choices
to "wrong" voices
unable to consider tomorrow's
potential more right rejoices.
No one of us humans
has divine omnipotent might
to make all the right omniscient choices
spoken belatedly by unchosen judgment voices
To be omnipresently good
and regeneratively healthy
and impenetrably safe
for ourselves
for our loved ones
for our species
for our plants
and living planet
at all times,
in all multicultural inside places,
and polyculturally robust
outside wealthy spaces.
On better days,
well fed and watered and rested,
we may try more benevolent curiosity
about why feeling good
and healthy
can seem so frustratingly short
and insignificantly small
compared to long time
and large resources
Invested by patriarchal god-fearing
straight white corporate capitalists
to entertainingly seduce
and identity reduce
you into isolated producer
of bad faith consumer
feelings
Erupting in egocentric
left-hemisphere dominant voices
that habitually collapse
bad
unhealthy absence
of potential co-relational rejoices
into inevitably wrong
unwealthy feminine marginalized
divisive survivalist choices
Speaking in wrong voices
delivering shame
deserving dark fame
swamped by irrepressible self blame
Not man enough
Not human enough
Not humane enough
to be truly
and beautifully divine.
When I was in seminary
my spiritual director advised me to notice,
as had he,
that there are two kinds of:
Clergy
Those who understand their calling
as to coldly forgive
and heatedly challenge
all bedeviled sinners
And those who feel called to mentor
gods and goddesses
and all transgender images in-between
to warmly engage
and repeatedly comfort
all divinely endowed
panentheistic
Holy Spirited saints.
Lay Leaders
Those who live for a vacation
from telling Others why they must not do
whatever trauma-afflicted compulsion
we might feel addictively drawn toward
And those whose felt sacred vocation
is to communicate compassionately with Others
to therapeutically understand
what we would most love to be
and become
co-invested in ego-health
and ecosystemic-wealth
re-associatively together
Unconditionally regarding
both categories of Clergy
and Ego/EcoTherapeutic Lay Leaders
and All PolyCultural EarthTribal Creatures,
verbally dominant
and nonverbally
co-passionately prominent
Comforting the nonverbally afflicted
more than verbally afflicting
the too win/lose oppressed
survivalist
StraightWhiteCorporateMale
Business As Usual
RightWing Evangelical
anti-ecofeminist gospel truth
is Holy Spirit anathema
comfortable
with cognitive/affective chronic
bicameral dissonance
About having been raised in a seminary
with two kinds of Clergy.
Poem: So Much To Do and So Little Time! So much to do and so little time. In a hurry oh please let time be on my side... Pep in my step goals on my mind so much to do and so little time. In a hurry oh please let time be on my side. Single mother 9-5 fighting in survial mode. Doing my best to make ends meet. Despite my hurt and tired feet. So much to do and so little time. In a hurry oh please let time be on my side. Can't forget to have fun even though it's a balancing of family, work, and close friends. So much to do and so little time. In a hurry oh please let time be on my side. Hoping one day to find unconditional love and be happily married. Being strong through challenges made me the mother, student, graduate, and survivalist. So much to do and so many possibilities.
Albeit cold shower with sudden zoo
ming onset of
brisk fallen temperatures
may not be amenable to you
dear reader, but after Matthew
sets to washing
creating substantial lather,
visited with healthy slew
of frothed shampooed hair do
(cuz - jest like
Spongebobsquarepants,
I like abundant suds),
which initial shock
of cold water jolts mine
body inducing "Whew"
to escape soaped over mouth
(here, lemme lean in
so yukon get a whiff)
this self proscribed
quasi (very diluted off the
Peco boo grid) deprivation
of hot H2O tolerance,
qua minimal self
elected survivalist
modus operandi value
bull electric kool aid acid test
undertaken in the
event devastating adversity
(mainly an electricity
power outage) doth render
livingsocial uncomfortably
cold to the bone and sinew,
where mind over matter decides
riches superfluous,
especially if parvenu,
when scads of back up
generators conk out
total unbelievable wreckage,
sans the overnight
natural germane Blitzkrieg
imposes savage apocalyptic
devastating hellacious milieu
(on account of a mega disaster
such as hurricane Michael), who
doth not indiscriminate
toward gentile or Jew
obliterating entire infra
structure super glue
equalizing economic disparity hew
wing fair playing field reducing
whether disposable wealth harkens
from "old" money, and/or nouveau
riche, this sudden
catastrophic event brew
till lee decrees indeterminate
penury, and trappings
of theoretical leisure class
bon voyage every stitch of cloth,
and other material goods
forcibly bade i.e. adieu.