Working for my community, I like gardening and helping clean the community pantry. Work with people that care more about people than money and you’ll center yourself outside of capitalism.

But before that, almost ridiculous amounts of escapism. I don’t recommend that approach.

That’s the neat part, I don’t. So because of that I learned to laugh at cringe that comes with it instead of being mad at it, you can call it masochism but it is what it is.

Physical fitness, with long-term goals.

Participate in sport that includes community.

Sobriety.

Good nutrition. (My weak spot)

I’ve accepted collapse as inevitable and have spent many years watching it happen. The system isn’t rational. It treats humans as exploitable disposable resources. It treats the natural systems we depend on for our lives as exploitable resources to be used up and converted into numbers in a bank account. It concentrates power and influence in the hands of those who want nothing more than to maintain the system that benefits them and nobody else. The system will collapse in the same way that the last cinders of a house collapse after it has burned down. We have enjoyed many thousands of years of stable climate but the holocene is coming to an end. Globalism is coming to and end, because most places on the globe will soon be uninhabitable. And it’s entirely the fault of capitalism, or perhaps the selfishness and psychopathy that brings about systems like capitalism. And there is no escape. The best you can hope for is to disentangle yourself from it as much as possible so you don’t get so burned in the collapse. For years I’ve been trying to reduce external dependencies, grow my own food, pay off debts, mortgage, haven’t bought a new car for twenty years. I don’t know exactly what I’m preparing for, but I expect it to be unpleasant. It’s become a mission of a sort. A purpose.

I’m not actually sure I’m keeping my sanity. But I don’t want to be part of a system that I know is insane. And while I haven’t fully extricated myself from it, I do have a plan, and it helps keep me from completely loosing my mind.

Some dude killed an insurance agency CEO. So there’s that.

I try and find joy everywhere I can and then spread it further. A person needs hobbies, toys, trinkets, silly little things to enjoy, and people it enjoy those things with if you don’t want to lose yourself to depression. Bake brownies, buy some Lego, join a local photography club, go to a furry rave, join the elderly at a library event, pick up an instrument, treat yourself to some ice cream, take a class at a local community college to learn something new and get out of the house, compliment the person standing next to you at the bus stop. We’re all alive and living on this planet. We’re all in this together. That’s why I became a communist to begin with, there’s more that I love in this world then hate.

Does that mean sacrificing all your money and time you have to trivial pursuits? No, that puts you right back where you started, but you need happiness and treats in your life if you don’t want to go insane.

Bird watching innit

Also lifting, enjoying nature, hiking, (making) music, spending time with family and friends. It’s hard to not let society get you but I find my hobbies help a lot. If I’m freezing my nuts of while sitting still for two hours in a bird watching house near a lake I tend to not think about capitalism for a while.

Sim racing, various video games, D&D, sometimes I just allow myself to have a full breakdown and try to rally the next day.

i’m convinced that, if you get little pieces of heaven every once and a while you’ll be fine. you still have to figure what constitutes heaven to you and how to break it into pieces; as well has figure out how long is every-once-and-while is for you; but once you got all three pieces things can work out.

Every Sunday I spend 4 hours playing Pathfinder with my friends. It’s both human contact and escapism from this sorry world.

Plus I smoke a lot of weed.

Weed…lol jk, mainly by pursuing a career that lets me help the underserved and give them time and space to breathe and feel listened to.

guitar

The only way I can cope with how miserable and hopeless my life is, is by living in a fantasy world most of the time, imagining my life is totally different. And by holding on to the thought of suicide as an escape when it becomes just too intolerable.

I don’t most of the time. What we can do is hope and organise. The time will come. Younger people are more left than ever. Eventually Capitalism will breakdown. Be ready to fill that void.