Free yourself from agricultural tyranny and propaganda, writes Sean Prentice.

^{‘Abbey Dore, old elm, 1923’ by Alfred Watkins, courtesy of Herefordshire Libraries and herefordshirehistory.org.uk.}

The first mistake is to believe that humans are the apex species. This is the worst kind of fatalism.

There is a difference between being an owner and being a custodian and it is not possible to be both.

The commonwealth once stolen by legislation, force, and murder can be reclaimed and reparations made.

The lord and landowner will be compensated for their loss in the same manner that the peasant and small holder were compensated for the loss of the commons.

Observe the connectivity and mutual aid practiced by boundary oaks. 

Let the beaver be your totem and navigator.

The countryside belongs to all beings, the seen and the unseen. The countryside belongs to everyone and no one.

That some things remain hidden from sight is proof that our senses are limited, so decisions about nature should not be based on our narrow perceptions of reality.

Nothing is as it appears. 

It is possible for harmony to be spread equally over the meadows, heaths, and woodlands to each accordingly.

When stepping beyond the garden gate enlist the company of a dog, if a wolf is unavailable, they can sense realms that most humans have forgotten how to access. What was once forgotten can be remembered with prompting.

There is no such thing as trespass.

The farmer with his pesticides is not our friend. The farmer has kidnapped the countryside and must return it. The hour is already late and the ransom has been paid times over.

Free yourself from agricultural tyranny and propaganda.

The countryside has forever been made and unmade. It came be remade again.

The enchantment has always walked by our side.