Crossing the U.S.-Canada Border, Shadow Scout-Style

Crossing the U.S.-Canada Border, Shadow Scout-Style

I recently scouted a section of the U.S.-Canada border in the remote Pasayten Wilderness of north central Washington. I wanted to determine if there was a viable infiltration route into Canada in this area, in case I ever need to get into or out of the USA without bothering the authorities. Here is a video I made of the mission:

Meditations on the Shadow World to Come

Meditations on the Shadow World to Come

{ This post is a bit of a philosophical diversion from my normal content. Don’t worry, I will be back to book reviews and scouting reports soon. }

In addition to scouting the physical world around him to see what resources, routes and forces it holds, the Shadow Scout reconnoiters in a more metaphysical senseinto the future, the past and the darker places of his imagination to see what scenarios he may need to prepare for.

With the apparent recent uptick of pandemics, forest fires, extreme weather, infrastructure collapse, social unrest, political conflict, etc., there are many potential dark scenarios taking shape on the horizon. We are entering an age, it seems, where many forms of chaos threaten to disrupt settled life, and the powers that be face an increasingly desperate struggle to maintain order.

These are not abstract, remote concerns. I recently experienced a freakish heat wave in Washington state that brought power outages and deaths; highways and regions of the state are experiencing unprecedented closures due to existing or potential forest fires; as I write this, the air is hazy with smoke from some of these fires; there have even been protests around social issues and covid measures in my normally quiet community. As the hobbits of the Shire discovered in The Lord of the Rings, no place is safe from the chaos when the Shadow begins to fall.

The Shadow Scout, who strives to keep his mind unclouded by hysteria and see the world clearlyespecially when it is growing dark, dangerous and disturbingfaces these prospects with equanimity. He prepares himself mentally, physically and spiritually for the dark times, knowing that they always come eventually, that no order is eternal and that nothing gets better forever. Most indications are that darker times are directly ahead, which is one of the reasons I began calling myself “Shadow Scout” and writing these posts. It’s why I started scouting the resources, routes and conditions in my area, travelling long distances on foot and bicycle, exploring, stealth camping, caching and leaving signs for others—to see what’s actually going on in the world outside the Matrix, and to develop some agency over it. It’s also why I like to scout ruins, wastelands and sites of natural and human catastrophes: to remind myself of the impermanence of all things and the futility of all forms in this doomed world. Scoutings can be like pilgrimages to the power of chaos and destructionto the shadow world behind this world of illusions that will ultimately engulf all.

Meditating in the White Sands National Park, once the site of lakes, streams, grasslands, and large mammals. A preview of the desert world to come?
Meditating by a ruined bridge during my Spada Lake scouting.

In a society such as this one, dominated by Protestant, Freemasonic and Progressive ideals, which believes itself a shining city on the hill with a destiny to bring light to a benighted world, such ideas are anathema. There is something un-American, even evil, about a fascination with collapse, decay and darkness. This despite the fact that the establishment of America brought incredibly dark times for many, such as the natives who faced the eradication of their ancient ways of life, the animal species who were hunted to near extinction, and the great trees that were razed to make way for the new nation. I personally feel no particular allegiance to this entity called the U.S.A., though I was raised on its propaganda and taught to be loyal to it from birth. Nor do I look to any other government, political movement or religion for hope. I am like a stranger passing through an increasingly strange world, seeking my own path in the shadows.

I use symbols to externalize this mentality, such as the banner in the picture below, which I like both for its Japanese aesthetics and its image of a black sun casting its shadow across the world. The juxtaposition of the beautiful creek and green forest next to myself in black attire, calmly meditating by the black solar banner, somehow captures my spirit. I also wear a mask to symbolize my stranger status, and to prepare for a dystopian world where one is always needed to protect from viruses, intense sun, smoke particles, Orwellian surveillance, and the Tao knows what else.

Meditating by a creek near my home with my “shadow sun” banner.

In this way I set myself apart from the present world and its delusions, while communing with the deeper realities of nature and the shadow world behind it. This way of thinking is unlikely to make me popular with my neighbors, but it’s essential to the mindset of the Shadow Scout, who gives his allegiance only to the eternal natural and metaphysical realities behind all fleeting human constructs. I suspect there are many like me, and there will soon be many morewho feel a profound alienation from the Matrix of illusions that has been built around them like an invisible prison, who are ready to go out and find the others, experience freedom and see the world as it truly is, in all its doomed and fading glory.

The Spirit of the Shadow Scout

The Spirit of the Shadow Scout

My basic philosophy is that truth and transcendence are not found in the world created or understood by humans, but in nature, or in the “Shadow World” outside human understanding, morality and control.

Mine is a mystic’s point of view, not a moralist’s or a humanist’s. Man is not the measure of anything but his own impotence and delusions. The things modern humans most pride themselves on—their intellect, language, technology, culture, complex societies—are the very things that keep them from experiencing a deeper reality. As these artificial things come to dominate human experience, they create a prison for the mind, body and soul that is omnipresent, yet invisible. Our souls starve in this prison even as our bodies and minds are fed more than they could ever need.  This has always been the trajectory of civilization, but it has been accelerated in recent centuries by the advent of industrialism that turned humanity into depersonalized, deracinated mass producers and consumers, and by telecommunications, computing and surveillance technologies that allow encoded human intellection to intrude ever further upon nature and human minds. This techno-industrially empowered prison-civilization conquers more and more of the Earth, assimilates more and more of mankind, like an all-devouring Beast with a will of its own, and nothing seems capable of stopping it. One day soon, perhaps, this Beast will conclude that humans themselves are unnecessary, and replace them by more efficient machines. Meanwhile, the leading thinkers and pundits of the Beast-civilization, their minds completely colonized by its machine mentality, insist that we are building heaven on Earth, and things have never been better than right now. This is the great horror and tragedy of our age.

The Shadow Scout, however, realizes that this process cannot go on forever. The Beast-civilization will run out of energy to power its machines, lose the stable climate, arable land and rich ecosystem that supports its biomass, destroy itself in a techno-holocaust, sink into social chaos and barbarism, be annihilated by a vast natural catastrophe, decimated by a super-virus or killed off by some other event as yet unimagined. Rather than try to stop, slow down or reform this Beast, the Shadow Scout simply tries to stay out of its way until it meets its inevitable doom.

A small defeat for the Beast-civilization at Wilson creek. Read my Scouting report here.

In the meantime, the Shadow Scout exits the Beast-world of human artifice and delusion whenever possible, going into the wild, into the body, into the dark areas of the mind in search of a separate, timeless, transcendent reality. This is the higher purpose of “Shadow Scouting”. As Beast-controlled minds become ever more proscribed by what is on a screen, in a database, encoded in an algorithm or approved by an ideology, Shadow Scouting becomes ever more vital to our souls. We are explorers of worlds that those trapped in the technological hive-mind have forgotten or been programmed to ignore. We bring back reports of abandoned, wild, dark and beautiful places, without us and within. More importantly, we bring back knowledge of the world outside the Beast-matrix, and act as living reminders that transcendence is not a human construct, but an experience of a larger reality that can never be controlled or captured by any technology. Shadow Scouting is the age-old mystic’s quest to escape the prison of human artifice and delusion and discover a deeper, truer reality.