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(especially of an animal) in a wild state, especially after escape from captivity or domestication.
We were born wild — teeth bared, eyes blazing.
No rules, no chains, just instinct and ignition.
But the machine came grinding —
We were born wild — teeth bared, eyes blazing.
No rules, no chains, just instinct and ignition.
But the machine came grinding —
Concrete rhythms, fluorescent skies,
Clock-punch commandments — obey, conform, repeat.
We traded scars for schedules,
Play for productivity,
Wonder for wires,
And the howl inside?
Smothered in static.
We stopped running.
Stopped dreaming.
Stopped feeling.
Domesticated.
Tamed.
Broken.
Now we march in straight lines,
Digital leashes around our throats,
Smiles stapled on like masks.
The wild is a whisper we no longer understand.
But deep in the noise,
A pulse still pounds...
A scream clawing at steel walls —
We were not built for cages.
And the howl inside?
Smothered in static.
We stopped running.
Stopped dreaming.
Stopped feeling.
Domesticated.
Tamed.
Broken.
Now we march in straight lines,
Digital leashes around our throats,
Smiles stapled on like masks.
The wild is a whisper we no longer understand.
But deep in the noise,
A pulse still pounds...
A scream clawing at steel walls —
We were not built for cages.
But deep in the noise, A pulse still pounds...A scream clawing at steel walls — We were not built for cages.
FERAL BAITS & TACKLE
(The Manifesto)
This ain’t just a name.
It’s not a brand.
It’s a WARCRY
FERAL BAITS & TACKLE
(The Manifesto)
This ain’t just a name.
It’s not a brand.
It’s a WARCRY.
Feral Baits & Tackle is the rusty key to your cage.
A call to the blood, to the bones,
To the beasts buried beneath the boardroom smiles.
It’s for the ones who escaped.
The ones who tore off the collars,
Smashed the glass enclosures,
And vanished into the water, never looking back.
We are the unchained.
The unsold.
The unrepentant.
We don’t do polite.
We set the hook, snap the snare,
And drag the tame back into the howl.
This is gear for the rewilded.
Tackle for the soul that still bites back.
For the feral heart, the dirt-under-nails tribe,
The movement of the undomesticated.
You were never meant to be tame.
Now you remember.
Now you run.
Now you return to the wild.
Feral Baits & Tackle — Re-release Yourself.
Feral Baits & Tackle is an outlet through fishing for the reconnection from our youth. Whether it be our own branded line of apparel that celebrates this newly rediscovered freedom or the collaborative, limited edition runs of fishing lures that we share with our fellow feral pack.
