What does real freedom look like?

Is it really just another free-range prison, or is it just the absence of control?

The outlander knows. the outlander belongs in a tribe.

a closely-knit society in the outskirts of towns or cities... they don't know much about life in the city... the modern concrete jungle of progress and misery, or the simple, harrowing life in the slums.

They only know the beauty of the forest, the deserts, and the sea... and sometimes, maintaining good equipment. instruments and vehicles left over by previous owners that benefitted from the cities. sometimes given for free, sometimes bought for a hefty price... or a trade of good fruit or meat.

Their deity supersedes their chief. the deity knows what must and must not be done. it also knows what they, the outlanders can and cannot take. It is the blessing from the sea, the earth, or some heaven, to this random humble village between the valley.

The life of the outlander is simple. they hunt, the others gather. completely alienated from the busy transactional lives of the common folks, the street kids, and the Corporates.

Backward and simple though they may be, It is a marvel how they can also amass knowledge and attain full marks in school. an Igorot from the Philippines can take an inter-school test and ace it. Luddites though they may be, due to either curiosity or poverty, they have this eagerness for knowledge that most of us take for granted.

And some also come and go without a trace. free from the meat grinder of the cities,but also have enough leverage and car fuel to move out of police patrols. Some work and study in their jeepney vehicles, recording vlogs of it on how they live. Bashed and Trolled they may be, their job of exploring their country and their life options goes on.

Such is the life of outlanders and nomads. The tribal, nomadic aspect of humanity that never left. Freedom without the modern artificial constructs of control.