I have no specific information to offer because I too am struggling with the “exactly what do I do” ramifications of knowing for sure that I don’t fit in with the civilization, and don’t want to, and realizing that the whole world has become so sickened and damaged that the options for living a wholesome, wild life are not what they were for those ancestors you mention. I just felt moved to offer simple encouragement, by emphasizing that your clear realization that you cannot fit in with the civilization is a huge asset. Those who have found ways of being comfortable by fitting in, I believe, are not as fortunate as you because you can never do what they do and so must continue trying to find ways to extricate yourself from the physical and psychological dependence on the machine that has been trained into all of us since infancy. I believe that easing one human at a time (each of us our own self) out of participation in the destruction is the most basic thing that any of us can do for the earth. The challenge may prove to be bigger than you had thought (it certainly has for me, and I am way older than you), but also more exciting and so very worthwhile.
I guess this will serve as my own introduction as I too am new here, though I have lurked a lot. My name is Eileen. I am currently living in a very urban area, and my inspiration is the weed people, both plants and animals–dandelions, cockroaches, et al.: those who refuse to recognize the civilization’s preposterous claim to “owning” any part of this earth, and who bring wildness to the places that civilized people work so hard to maintain as exclusively their own, cut off from the flow of life in the world.
“I like it when a flower or a little tuft of grass grows through a crack in the concrete. It’s so fuckin’ heroic.”
–George Carlin, Brain Droppings