into the wild

there are days when i want to be christopher johnson mccandless aka alexander supertramp, pack my bag to the wilderness, drive for weeks where nobody knows my name, burn all my money, read books on top of a mountain, ride the rapids of the river, freeload on a cargo train, cross borders of countries without any identification, camp in the desert, and go to alaska, to timbuktu, or somewhere remote to experience nature, to enjoy the simple joys that the earth and life have to offer.

supertramp travelled places to escape the walls of the laws, the cages of social norms, and the shackles of the binding ideologies of the society. his journey into the wild taught him that the joy of life does not principally comes from human relationships and that sometimes, it pays to enjoy the company of nature, the air, the water, the land, the plants and the animals together with your thoughts.

sean penn’s movie stirred some of my inner urges to break free from the world, to live as i want, to stay away from order and to do whatever that will make me happy. but then i realized that i don’t need to go to alaska or timbuktu, or somewhere remote to realize that happiness only becomes real when it is shared. my journey to various social, emotional and spiritual wilderness taught me the necessary skills to survive. i should always have a map handy, i should know the weather, i should be aware of my sorroundings, i should know the art of food hunting, and i should know how to be happy and how to share my happiness with people.

each waking day is like waking up into the wild where you expect to encounter wild animals, random acquaintances, and other creatures breaking free from the confines of their own walls. each day, i try to enjoy the simple joys of the earth and the offers of life by carrying love and sharing it to any person and to anything that i wanted to share it with.

two years he walks the earth. no phone, no pool, no pets, no cigarettes. ultimate freedom. an extremist. an aesthetic voyager whose home is the road. escaped from atlanta. thou shalt not return, 'cause "the west is the best." and now after two rambling years comes the final and greatest adventure. the climactic battle to kill the false being within and victoriously conclude the spiritual pilgrimage. ten days and nights of freight trains and hitchhiking bring him to the great white north. no longer to be poisoned by civilization he flees, and walks alone upon the land to become lost in the wild. - alexander supertramp may 1992