I carry my rattan batons, a couple bottles of water(always have a couple kicking around in my room, all near a backpack, my lighters, I have like 2-3 different torch/bic/zippos in pretty much any coat jacket, bag or pants I have on/nearby. my phone, my wallet, my smokes, lighters water, beef jerky(always have a bag kickin around in my room, I've survived off a large bag for 3-4 days before, so I'm good there), yeah, pretty much I don't even need a bag for my shit, I can survive pretty well in my super awesome warm/cool waterproof coat, with my supplies, and yeah I have a utility knife that I can use for a large variety of purposes, but honestly I'd rather break bones and mangle faces with my sticks than with a knife, I'm more comfortable with them, and I can cause serious harm as well as nonlethal tangles and takedowns with them if need be, also they're light and strong, and I can use them for a variety of things, including a splint if I needed one, so yeah, good things to have.
I know I'm not the "ultimate survivor guy" or anything, but seriously, I've been homeless, I've survived in situations where I had no food, and had to scrounge, and I have friends nearby with whome I have set plans in case of emergency to meet up at a location nearby but out of the way, in case of shit going down and not being able to directly contact or get to the house or whatever of the other people...
And in either case, I don't fear death, life and death are but the same thing, life is just the process of dying, death as we know it is just the last gasp of a dying body, if you fear death, and fear the eventuality of it, you lose sight of what is really important in life(that slow, sometimes not so slow for some of us, process of dying) and that is to make the most of the time we have with the people that matter to us, because truly, nothing and nobody really matters in the grand scheme of things, we're like tiny parasites on a dust mite floating in a stream of light in a big EMPTY VOID.
Still, my point of view may come from staring death in the face a few too many times, and surviving all of it, I don't fear it, though I don't rush to meet it.
As such maybe I don't get people's over-preparedness, and obsession with having to be ready for the world to end around them and somehow have them survive, after all, if everyone you care about dies horrible in said disaster, and you are the only one prepared enough to survive, it's gonna feel a lot worse for you than that slim off-chance that you might die.
I have enough shit to start to deal with most disasters that won't immediately kill me, but in reality, it doesn't really matter if we live or die, so I just kinda do what I can with what I have, and try not to obsess about it too much, cuz really, it's not that scary.