Prepping for survival -- my backyard mini-farm 
When did you first realize that things are not as they seem? That the "great economic recovery" with its full employment and roaring stock market is merely an elaborate hoax perpetrated by those who seek to calm the masses, to lull us into believing everything is as it should be, to keep us living under the illusion that "all is well"?
When did you first step out of the matrix, so to speak, and come face to face with the fact that the world we know and take for granted is about to change, dramatically? I woke up to that realization about nine years ago. The way I see it, people on planet earth are in deep trouble. We are on the verge of a truly catastrophic phase in human history. Threatening realities that we have ignored for too long are converging toward a single pivotal point.

We probably have only ourselves to blame for what comes. We collectively launched ourselves on this trajectory many years ago with the discovery of fossil fuels and the technologies that put those vast stores of energy to work for us. Our own human nature slammed the pedal to the metal, propelling us through the ages of industrialization, mechanization, technological revolution and financial innovation. We consumed voraciously. We propagated exponentially. We plundered natural resources and stripped them to the bone. We left massive piles of waste in our wake. We slaughtered entire species as well as each other. In short, we really screwed things up. We are currently nearing the end of the trajectory that we launched ourselves on so long ago, speeding along on a downward slope, streaking toward final impact. Nothing can prevent it. For some of us who recognize what is coming, there is NO choice. We must prepare. We prepare to meet dire times with resolve and defiance. We prepare to fight. We lay aside stores in these lingering last days of the good times in preparation for what will certainly be lean years in the future. We prepare to survive.
Everybody has a plan. My plan is to do what I'm doing now. To raise high-nutrition crops on my small but adequate plot of land. To preserve what I grow by hand the way our ancestors did because they HAD to -- their survival depended on it. And so will our's one day. I think we're heading back to a way of life somewhat similar to the one our forefathers lived prior to 1760 and the start of the industrial age. I think we're returning to primarily agrarian, local and community-based economies. There doesn't seem to be any viable alternative. It will no doubt be an exceedingly difficult and painful transition. Thanks for reading this. I'm glad you're here. I hope you'll comment on one of my posts or send me an email. I'd like to know your views and maybe find time for a small discussion. By the way, please don't leave without first checking out Painted Mountain corn. It was a primary food staple in the past, it still is today, and it will be even more so in the future.