The Spirit of the Wild Sanctuary-Now more than ever!
God knows freedom ain’t free, and I have been fighting like a madman on the frontlines of this insipid culture war turned spiritual war nonstop since the embarrassing comfortably numb 1960s.
To this day, I hammer global media driving home the irrefutable self-evident truth, logic, commonsense, God, family, country, US Constitution, Bill of Rights, Ten Commandments, Golden Rule, Man-in-the-arena work ethic, critical thinking, law and order foundational American Dream values that constitute the greatest life, liberty and pursuit of happiness quality of life in the history of mankind.
Adhering to the profound truism of Dirty Harry, I must be a good man because I know my limitations!
I fight like mad, and then I hit the woods with my dogs and a .22 rifle, and within but a few gentle steps into this peaceful sanctuary of Mother Natures healing epicenter, my world is stress free, beautiful and absolutely perfect, at least for the time being.
It breaks my heart to admit the painful reality that the world, especially America, is in the most treacherous, confounding, ugly, stupid condition, not only in my 74 years lifetime, but I think ever.
The runaway abuse of power, rampant criminal corruption, vicious anti-American agenda of our government, media, academia, bigtech, Hollywood, even Walt Disney for Gods sake, defies the imagination.
I am convinced the most important priorities of every American is to be suspicious of everything, defy immoral decrees and mandates, spotlight cockroaches, and demand Constitutional accountability from our elected employees on a daily basis. This is, after all, an experiment in self government and way too many selfs have fallen far short of pulling their weight.
In the absence of such Americanism, we now have a criminal government hellbent on destroying our beloved country. The treachery they wreak upon us is culturally and spiritually suicidal.
Okay, that’s the bad and the ugly, but to best combat such delirium, we must be strong, confident, healthy and spiritually fortified to stop this assault on America from within, and my lifetime proven remedy is to escape the melee and cleanse my soul and recharge my batteries in the Great Outdoors as often as we can possibly manage.
Yes, I fight daily, and I also find the definitive sanctuary in the simplest of activities beyond the electric warzone.
Just the simple act of archery will melt away the abject terror, I promise you.
When I grab my Mathews bow and nock my GoldTip arrow, instantly allthings ugly vanish.
By the time I eyeball the 12 ring on my 3D deer target, I swear to God, there is no Joe Biden!
How beautiful is that!
When I walk in my woods with Happy, Sadie and Coco, my three K9 spirithounds, there is no Ukraine, no January 6 scam session, no treasonous government orchestrating the invasion of America through our southern non-border, no blowtorching of our hard-earned tax dollars, no militarily equipping our enemies, no intentional energy dependency, no more oath violating FBI punks, no ugliness in any way, shape of form.
A total cleansing occurs, and the world is temporarily perfect.
As outdoor conservationists, this miraculous treatment is at our disposal no matter where one may live. There is a park, a woods, a family farm or ranch, somewhere where the magical healing powers of nature awaits us.
A healing tug on a fishing line will do it every time. A heart-warming campfire with family and friends is just a heartbeat away, and the heartbeat gets stronger as the fire roars on.
There is a killer new song on my new Ted Nugent Detroit Muscle CD titled; American Campfire. And it goes like this;
Everybody loves the American Campfire, don’t you hear it calling your name.
Everybody loves the American Campfire, go ahead and fan the flames!
Well gather round children the party is on, family and friends are here.
Pull up a stump and set yourself down, let me buy you all a beer.
Because everybody loves the American Campfire, don’t you hear it calling your name.
Everybody loves the American Campfire go ahead and fan the flames.
Well it’s a long long way to Kingdom Come but I think we have finally arrived.
Life, liberty and rock-n-roll, I never felt so alive.
Everybody loves the American Campfire don’t you hear it calling your name.
Everybody loves the American Campfire, go ahead and fan the flames.
The fires of Freedom burn into the night, the Spirit if alive and well.
Party like an animal and live it up, and everybody raise some hell!
Because everybody loves the American Campfire, don’t you hear it calling your name.
Everybody loves the American Campfire, go ahead and fan the flames.
Feel the fire! Feed the fire!
Plug in the fight like you mean it to get the job done, but be sure to unplug as often as humanly possible to keep that critical balance of fight and replenish.
The Spirit of the Wild will cleanse the soul and best prepare us for the battles ahead. Hunting season cannot get here fast enough, but in the meantime, improvise, adapt and overcome. The Great Spirit awaits you!