I watched that movie just last week. Its a shame what happened to him. I’ve often wished I could go into the wild and never come back. Might be easier to do it with people who is also tired of this fucked up world. I wouldn’t want to do it alone, but I wish I could get away from modern society. I mean its good and well that the thought of suicide goes around in my head every day. Why should I die when the world is the one that has gone flippen crazy? Society should die, not us. GO WILD!!!!
Everyone dies. If you go into the wild, you will surely die. At some point. Who knows when. But if you don’t, you will surely die. At some point. Who knows when.
“Why should I die…GO WILD!!!” – This is the conclusion I always come to. If I really am at my end, why not go wild and have a blast as if nothing matters?
The best part in the film (not necessarily the book) was when he hunkered down and started a fire with his money and SS card. I can’t count how many times I’ve wanted to do that.
It’s my favorite movie. I have very strong passion for the ideas and philosophies that entail the movie and that type of lifestyle. I have little to lose and unfortunately possess a pompous and moronic mindset, so the idea of pursuing something similar to what Mccandless achieved is very much on my mind frequently. Do what makes you happy 🙂
I started writing a story inspired along similar lines, but somehow the story devolved into a schizophrenic nightmare involving psychedelic colors and talking animal people who live in hobbit-holes. It was going so well for the first few chapters, too. ADHD strikes again. D’oh.
I think about that often. I feel like I’m unconsciously planning everything out for that day sometimes. I sometimes find myself trying to learn some new survival skills.
I have a nice collection of emergency flints that claim each is good for around 12,000 strikes, and bundles of gear in my closet. One day, I’ll likely put them to good use.
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I watched that movie just last week. Its a shame what happened to him. I’ve often wished I could go into the wild and never come back. Might be easier to do it with people who is also tired of this fucked up world. I wouldn’t want to do it alone, but I wish I could get away from modern society. I mean its good and well that the thought of suicide goes around in my head every day. Why should I die when the world is the one that has gone flippen crazy? Society should die, not us. GO WILD!!!!
Everyone dies. If you go into the wild, you will surely die. At some point. Who knows when. But if you don’t, you will surely die. At some point. Who knows when.
“Why should I die…GO WILD!!!” – This is the conclusion I always come to. If I really am at my end, why not go wild and have a blast as if nothing matters?
The best part in the film (not necessarily the book) was when he hunkered down and started a fire with his money and SS card. I can’t count how many times I’ve wanted to do that.
😀 😀 😀 😀
It’s my favorite movie. I have very strong passion for the ideas and philosophies that entail the movie and that type of lifestyle. I have little to lose and unfortunately possess a pompous and moronic mindset, so the idea of pursuing something similar to what Mccandless achieved is very much on my mind frequently. Do what makes you happy 🙂
I started writing a story inspired along similar lines, but somehow the story devolved into a schizophrenic nightmare involving psychedelic colors and talking animal people who live in hobbit-holes. It was going so well for the first few chapters, too. ADHD strikes again. D’oh.
I think about that often. I feel like I’m unconsciously planning everything out for that day sometimes. I sometimes find myself trying to learn some new survival skills.
I have a nice collection of emergency flints that claim each is good for around 12,000 strikes, and bundles of gear in my closet. One day, I’ll likely put them to good use.
anyone wanna go? lets go pls