THE GHOSTSCOUTS DON'T BELIEVE IN RULES. THEY BELIEVE IN SIMPLE STREAMLINED LIVING WITHIN THE NATURAL SYSTEM OF THEIR HABITATS. THEY ARE UNCIVILIZED CHILDREN OF THE WILDERLANDS. THEY ARE CLEVER AND INVENTIVE. THEY BUILT CAMP GHOSTWOOD AND THEY WILL BUILD THE FUTURE GHOSTSHRIMP VILLAGE IN THE GHOSTSHRIMP NATIONAL FOREST.

THE GHOSTSCOUTS WERE FOUNDED BY DANIEL BANDIT. THEIR FIRST MEETING TOOK PLACE AT CAMP GHOSTWOOD IN 2005 . TIGHT JEANS MOCLINSON - MARC GARDENS - AND DADDY BALLSCOUT WERE THE FIRST SCOUTS TO EVER PLEDGE THEIR ALLEGIANCE TO THE SECRET SOCIETY. EBEN ACRESON - FOUNDER OF FORT FREEDOM, AND HEAD OF THE MYSTERY MOUNTAIN MILITIA - WAS ALSO IN ATTENDANCE. THE FIVE SCOUTS SPENT A WEEK PLANTING THE SEEDS THAT HAVE GROWN INTO THE GLOBAL ORGANIZATION THAT TODAY BOASTS OVER 30 ELITE MEMBERS WORLDWIDE.

"We dream of a world where every single person knows what they love to do - and they do that shit every fucking day. we would wake up at 6am and drink coffee. we would eat some freshly picked fruits for breakfast. we would do sit ups and pushups and pullups. we would play basketball with the kids. we would write a story under a shady tree. we draw some illustrations in our studio overlooking a pond. we would shoot a turkey with an arrow and eat it for lunch. we would have some super hot meadow sex with the wife. we would take treehouse nap. we would build a stone igloo. we would jump out of a tree onto a deer and cut its throat with a knife and eat its juicy steaks for dinner. we would eat a crispy salad fresh out of the garden. we would make a bonfire. we would drink home brewed beer with our friends and family . we would smoke wild tobacco out of a handmade pipe. we would take gravity bong hits in a secret swimming hole. we would read a family bedtime story. we would go to sleep in our homemade house. we would dream the best dream we had ever dreamed - and then we'd realize we weren't dreaming after all."

"TREE HOUSE PARADISE! we would live there. Gardening and practicing kung fu. Cooking the dank vegan foods for immortality on a rocket stove. zipp lines everywhere. the subtropics/cloud forest is ideal for location. mango, avocado, grape fruit and persimmon trees. we would ride a water buffalo into the nearby town to offer music and or accupuncture treatment to the locals. our land would be suited for all ages. lots of young ones running around and old folks keeping watch. friends and familly, each with a sweet little tree house to sleep in at night. sign us up."

"We would live the farthest distance from Manhattan that a subway could take us. We would eat take out, and watch netflix movies. We would take long naps during the daytime, most of the time cuddled up next to one of our warmest puppies. Sweatpants would be our uniform. Riding bikes and dancing would be our exercise. Beards would be grown. Great ideas would find their way into drawings. Drawings would find their way into the hands of others. All would be good."

"we are somewhere - it could be many places but not any place. there are requirements. when we are quiet, it is quiet. when we turn out the lights, it is dark, unless the moon is very full. when it is, we stay up very late and have dinner with friends. our friends are more than friends. they are conspirators. we plot and invent and manipulate our physical environment to develop models that others can learn from and have use for. but we also share moments that involve no doing at all, that involve nearly nothing and nobody. and these are not sad moments. these are some of the most thrilling. we are just being."

"We live on an island where Cara Cara navel oranges appear at the sound of a double-clap as the sun turns on and off simultaneously. Clap-on oranges and sunlight give us the sustenance we need to avoid scurvy and also provides a means of photosynthesis for other plants to grow. We also eat these plants. John Locke cloned himself, and thus the Lockes surround the perimeter of the island, protecting us from piranhas by spearing them with outdated cell phone antennae. Pictionary is set up every 1/2 a mile so boredom doesn't exist and the native squirrels get together every Thursday night to DJ at an island-wide party where everyone dances on a clap-on solar=powered light-up disco floor. Then when we're tired we retreat to our suspended low-lying cloud poufs and dream about oranges...and so on and so forth."

"The perfect life starts the exact same way today started. With the earth rotating just fast enough to catch the sunlight at 6am. We awake to the crow's ka-kaw as it leads us to places we already know exist. These places make up moments in time that have yet to be witnessed, but have already been written in the history books long before we were born.This is called realization. And we make our peanut butter and jelly sandwiches every day, thinking that it's better to can our own jam with berries we hand-picked, than it is to buy processed, suger-packed, store bought slime. We realize this is something called home-grown. We call this our duty to do things ourselves. We thrive.We hunt with only the most cunningness of brethren. These old souls show us how to sharpen our weapons so we can slay wooly mammoths with enhanced ease, poise, gusto and maximum efficiency. We build endurance from their wisdom and scrawl inspiration upon the walls.We'll laugh.We wouldn't mind drawing every single day...KA KAW!!!!!!!!!!!!."

"We would live life on the lamb. Money would not be our objective and imagination would be the subject we would paint on the canvas of life. Instead of being separated from God's creation, we would be of it. Nature would crash us upon the rocks of her immortal beauty. Self-actualization would swell our huge brains. We would learn the secrets that have been forgotten. After we had sought adventure in the world, we would settle down and learn about the little details in our backyard, hopefully on the northwest peninsula of Washington where everything in nature is carpeted in a luscious green. Life would be simple. No distractions."

"We would live in the woods with our dogs, be it in the trees, a fort, a hut. We would eat only from what we would grow ourselves, or go for a walk picking wild blackberries. Ideally, we would feed our dogs whatever they hunted, but we know that that is too dangerous and will probably have to feed them dog food.We would share the land with anyone who entered, be it creature or human. Although we think humans are creatures as well. We would have internet and video games still, but they would be our only connection to the world, besides when visiting family. We would fish all the time, only keeping the ones big enough to eat. And we would find a way to use every piece from it. On every nice sunny day we would nap under a tree in a field on our dogs. We would do at least one piece of art every day.We will be a true community, each person with a thing to provide for the group. We will have a movie night every friday, and book reading night every monday. We will raise chickens. We will never kill them, only harvest their eggs. We will never kill deer. We will be friends with them. We will heal all animals that need our help.We will listen to the gargle of the stream everyday, until the day we die."

"We will spend all day harmonizing with our past, present and future, on our own human- and solar-powered secret island. We will grow and cook our own food, build our own houses and surround ourselves with the best of friends, books and campfires.
We will build stories together and make the most important (and hilarious) drawings. We will get around by walking, biking, hiking, swimming, canoeing and flying and other human- and solar-powered means.

We will help each other---a real community---by building, growing, and learning together.

We will get dirty."

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