Men are born soft and supple; dead, they are stiff and hard. Plants are born tender and pliant; dead, they are brittle and dry. Thus whoever is stiff and inflexible is a disciple of death. Whoever is soft and yielding is a disciple of life. The hard and stiff will be broken. The soft and supple will prevail.
~Lao Tzu
It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent that survives. It is the one that is the most adaptable to change.
~Charles Darwin
If you fall in to a swift river. You might panic and thrash about reaching for a branch or rock until your energy is spent and you succumb to the elements. You might try to stand up only to be swept off your feet hitting your head on a rock.
Or, you can point your feet downstream, tuck your knees towards your chest and go with the flow...join the river until you are deposited in a calm section where you can swim safely to shore.
I think the same goes for peak oil. Those who are able to go with the flow, to adapt, to adjust have a better chance of being deposited safely on the far side of the storm that is brewing.
Knowledge of what is happening is no guarantee of safety in the midst of chaos. One may be struck down by random cogs or flywheels as the machine breaks apart. People that are preparing though have already begun to adapt. They are paying off debt, starting gardens, storing food and water, decoupling from the grid, disentangling themselves from consumer culture.
Those unwilling to yield to the current will suffer the most. Governments, institutions and individuals that are rigidly set in their ways don't stand a chance.
That said, I have a lot sh*t to attend to. I need to get adapting. cya.








