Truman Lamb, age seventeen. Truman Lamb, father of hundreds. This is the man who chose not to exist, and as a result I have the life I now live. Or more like, he chose to continue existing as the rest of the world accepted a number. A number that he correctly predicted to someday become …
Continue reading One Man’s Choice and the Decisions His Descendants Made
In one of my first blog posts I shared about how my great-grandfather chose to not receive his social security number and why he thought it was the Mark of the Beast. In this blog post I am going to share why I have also chosen to not receive the number, and why I believe …
I am no longer human, merely another number. Nothing more than cattle, to be done with as they see fit. My face is invisible; all that matters is the string of digits tattooed on my skin—this is me, I am theirs. This is my identity, this is my prison. Do I exist? Am I alive? …
"I read your last blog and what you said about being sixteen and asking yourself 'why do I have to have my beliefs?' resonated with me. I'd love to read how you came to terms with having certain beliefs or convictions that limit you from living the 'normal American' life. Assuming that you have come …
Continue reading How I’ve Come To Grips With NOT Being Normal
I just received my German residence visa at the beginning of this month, and I want to celebrate by debunking six myths of travel. Once I believed I could never travel because of things I'd been told. Turns out people are the number one spreader of myths. Some research (and travel) have taught me that …
I first applied for my passport about three years ago, expecting to be denied. That's not to say I didn't plan to ever get my passport. I just thought it was a worthless pursuit. At this point in my life, I was ready to be done with the identity of "not existing" and simply apply …
Continue reading “I Expected To Fail” The Story Behind My Passport
I was almost seventeen when I felt I'd finally tasted life. And it was good. The first taste was me getting my first job, something I thought I'd never be able to do. Ever since I have laughed at my younger self. And I laugh at those who say they can't find work. Here I …
Primarily, I am writing for: Those without social security numbers, state birth certificates, or other government documents. My goal is to provide encouragement and education for navigating the system legally while remaining true to one's convictions. This blog will be both for those who live "under the grid" for religious reasons and as well as …
The Girl Who Doesn't Exist 