Something that continues to spiral through my mind, am I ready? The worlds swings like a pendulum, tic toc to what is to come. All anyone with a half has to do is pick up a news paper, and some knowledge of history, and they will have some not so good feelings about the future. Despite how many preps a person has, despite how many guns, the most important prep is your mind. How does a person prepare themselves for an apocalypse? Even if it was to be a small one?
I know this has been mentioned before, but for a moment lets forget all the drama on here, and the who dunnit stuff. We can always go back to that later in private. But instead think about something far bigger then anyone person, or anyone disagreement. We are on the raggedy edge, and if we are not careful we will fall off. Preps be damned. One thing I think everyone needs, is a way to get away from their crap in their lives. Even if it is just an hour walk through the park, what ever you can find nearby. People need to empty themselves out. And just relax. Hell is on the way no matter what. No matter how much we fight, no matter how much we bicker, or play who is to blame. The time for renewal is at hand. We need to get back to who we are on the inside and make peace with the beast that is coming. But in doing so that doesn't mean we give up on our beliefs, I am talking about excepting it, and learning how to survive it; possibly fight it.
Not talking about a war here, just surviving what ever is thrusted upon us. We are all in a boat here. We share it with like minded folk and we share it with people we really wish we didn't have too. But we do. We have the chance to be a team and to work as a one. And we have a chance to tear each other apart. When the day comes when we are on our own, the people we share the boat with is either gonna have to learn how to live with each other, or be on their merry. We need to envision all hell breaking lose from time to time in our heads, think what are we gonna do in this case, and so on.
Doesn't mean we have to dwell on it so much that it takes our breathe away to the point we break down. It means we come to terms with it. We come to terms with what God we believe in, or what ever it is that guilds us. There was a time when this country was not ours, when men and women had to come to terms with their homes falling apart and gun shots, and cannon fire was exchanged in their back yards. When mothers home alone had to vaccinate their children from disease while their husbands fought in a God awful war. When one misstep, and it meant life or death. Imagine no grocery store to supply food. No clean water. No power company. Imagine your entire bunker (be it what ever your bug out place is) is destroyed for some reason. Or a group of thugs take it from you. How about defending your family? How about when the PTB come along and have sweet non-freedom deals to help you get away from such a life style.
Horrid events are nasty, but its the locus that herald them that are the worst. And I doubt when we pull back together that our new and improved gov will be any better then this one. We have a lot of mental prep to do, and it will never be done. All we can do is do our best. We need to allow ourselves to be able to break, but also to be able to reassembled.
It's time for a reminder, that all of us ready to survive the hell that flies in on the horizon, be prepared for what catastrophes are heading our way.