It's simple. The end is near.

Oil production (production, what a silly word for it. as though we "produce" it in any meaningful way.) is declining, rapidly, and even if we could conceivably reduce our dependency on it in time, we won't.

Babylon is not paying attention.

And the machines of Babylon still wail into the night. I can hear them. It keeps me awake, but where it used to unsettle me, now it comforts me. They are burning their fuel, and at this rate? They won't be wailing much longer.

This is what I've been waiting for, what all of us have been waiting for. A chink in the well-formed armor of civilization. We live in a fragile, global economy now, and when it goes down, it's going to go down hard.

Somebody is going to have to be there to pick up the pieces, teach people how to get back in touch with nature. How to survive.

Someone will have to be there to burn all the technical manuals, to make sure humanity never makes this mistake again.

Until my lifestyle becomes natural enough to gather, I've planted a garden. I've also spent some time on indian reservations, where the old ways are still sometimes practiced. Learning how to tan hides, how to make weapons, how to hunt your own food with your own tools. Things will be pretty messy for a while, but...

It will be for the best. This will all be for the best. Money won't be worth anything for much longer anyways, so I'm stocking up on sustainables and learning as much as I can. You should too. Every little bit counts.

Me and my friends have been preparing anxiously for this for a while, so we worked out how to rig a laptop charger to hook into car batteries. We've also been jacking car batteries for a while now, so I'll be able to keep blogging for a while after the electricity goes out.

Yeah, yeah, I know, it's technology, but sometimes you have to use the machines of Babylon in order to bring down Babylon itself. Or, in this case, help it collapse on it's own.

It's been rotting from the inside out for a long, long time. All it needs now is a good push.

I've been spending a lot of time getting prepared, but my girlfriend hasn't. It's frustrating; she doesn't believe it's happening. I've been trying to teach her some of these skills that she'll need, that we'll all need, but she's not listening.

Nobody's listening, it feels like.

Well, it will come either way. And they'll see soon enough.

Cheers.

- The Degausser