Caribbean Life

The beach all to ourself

Crystal clear water

A cruise through paradise

Purple shadows on the cliffs

A pristine beach

This is where deleting my cultural indoctrination has led me so far. My adventures in the Caribbean have been six of the most fulfilling months of my entire life. Just look at how beautiful and unspoiled this place is! The women are also unspoiled by feminism (which is a product of Cultural Marxism). I have become so accustomed to the gentle manners of Latinas that I literally cringe every time I hear some gringas (American female tourists) shrieking in the distance.

I would have never experienced this paradise if I had done what the system told me to do. If you feel something is not right about life, you are not alone. As a man I was completely lost when I lived in America. It took me years of reading and exploring to piece together what I really wanted to do with my life.

America likes to market itself as the ultimate place to be. While it may well be the world’s biggest shopping mall and restaurant, for the 95% of the world’s population that lives outside its borders life still somehow manages to go on. Little did I know that in many ways life outside The Matrix (as it’s known in the manosphere) is better.

After doing everything the vaunted “up by the bootstraps” Puritan work ideology told me to do from a very young age only to wind up with anxiety issues; overworked and disrespected by employers and society, and go home to an empty apartment every day I asked myself – is this really as good as it gets?

I got the good grades, went to the good college, worked at least one and sometimes two jobs from age 16, got the certifications, did the time and paid the price only to be kicked to the curb twice by legacy media employers because white males need not apply for promotions or advancement in the new America.

America was not living up to the promises it made me. So, when it reneged on the contract, I decided to walk out on a system that targeted me as its enemy.

Sailing away from safety of the harbor presents risk, but it also offers reward

Wanderlust

I had to break out of the monotony and careerism that had become my existence. No matter what I did, I just couldn’t force myself into a cookie cutter life of getting a mortgage, marrying a girl who decided to get off the carousel and look for a provider – one who would likely cheat on me and divorce rape me, and while the rest of my years away waiting for a Social Security check that likely wouldn’t be there for me anyway.

No, I was a free thinker, an explorer, and a risk-taker. As Mark Twain said:

Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.

I had always had a deep curiosity about far off lands and far off peoples but no money to travel since I was living the typical life in which people spend their entire lives in debt and without focus. I decided to get myself out of debt and make changes to such a sorry state of affairs at any cost.

The first step was attaining freedom. I could not be free with car payments, credit card debt, eating out all the time, and buying shit I didn’t really need. I discovered minimalism, and decided to let that philosophy work for me. Men are by nature minimalists I believe, we have only been trained by society to think we need things we don’t.

I learned debt is a powerful system of social control, and I had to get rid of it. I fought off and killed the beast of consumer debt that held me down over several years, with much personal sacrifice I might add. Dave Ramsey showed me the way. His principles are not easy to follow, but they absolutely will get you out of debt!

Once free of those chains of bondage, I decided I was going to jet off to those far off lands I dreamed of. I finally had opportunity to live out the dream of many a thirtysomething single guy.

Once I finally started to travel abroad regularly, I started noticing I did not want to come back home. While I had no trouble finding dates in America, when I was abroad women abroad just seemed sweeter, more innocent, and purer since they had not been indoctrinated with careerism, feminism, and a misandry as in America.

Suddenly, two weeks at a time just was not enough! I would find myself constantly waiting in anticipation of my next journey.

“This bird’s gonna fly!” People leave tyranny, oppression, and lack of incentives

Freedom As a Reality, Not a Slogan

I began to see that outside America people’s lives were not as regulated or controlled, and most importantly there seemed to be a lot more opportunity for risk and reward. Everything the U.S. tells us it stands for, the ideals of freedom, personal liberty, individual choice and responsibility, seem to be vanishing like the sunset currently falling over the West.

As John Stossel points out in his brilliant piece on how overregulated the American economy and its citizens’ lives are in Illegal Everything, there are very few choices one has left in life except to work, pay taxes, and follow orders. As the idea of any lasting, true freedom in the U.S. becomes laughable, many of us have decided to roll the dice, take a risk and try living somewhere else. As the minimalists say, once we give up our attachment to material possessions, we find the time and freedom to pursue bigger dreams

I make no secret of my affection for Latinas; in most Latin countries they are the antithesis of masculinized Anglo women

Early Results

As I pointed out earlier, I am 6 months into this experiment. I literally quit my job (I was being mistreated by my employer anyway) then sold, gave away, or threw away everything I owned in order to make this happen, and saved every penny I could scrape up for a few years.

My first chosen long-term destination on my world tour is the Caribbean. I came with 3 suitcases and my laptop, because as I pointed out in a previous article, it doesn’t take much for a man to live on. It feels good to get rid of the baggage! The minimalists know this ancient wisdom from the philosopher Democritus, and it has served me well:

Happiness resides not in possessions, and not in gold, happiness dwells in the soul.

I not only happily get by with fewer possessions, the cost of living is much lower here than in the U.S. which reduces stress. Here is a breakdown of my monthly expenses:

• Rent $200 (furnished apartment)
• Food $200
• Internet $27
• Utilities $0 (included with rent)
• Gas $10
• Skype phone service $3
• Fuel for motorcycle $10
• Total = $450

If you keep doing what you’ve been doing, you’ll keep getting what you’ve been getting

My Advice

As I highlight life in the Caribbean, I hope it will enlighten you to the fact that as St. Augustine said:

The world is a book, and those who do not travel only read a page.

Break the mold. Venture out. There is a whole world burning out here, free of the myopia of the materialism, nihilism, and tech gadget worship in America. Look for more updates about the culture, food, good times, and of course – the ladies – as my adventure continues.

To quote an old song from the BH Surfers: Some will fall in love with life and drink it from a fountain that is pouring like an avalanche, comin’ down the mountain. I ran off the corporate plantation, and I’ve never been more in love with life!

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