dopamine chase to no where.... but the grave

         
         
         
    if you could venture round the world times three for free- what would one's perspective of reality truly be?        
         
   for me? while nothing's ever taken for granted- would have had all there was to drink and eat- but in the end....        
         
    different faces and places.... never been big on conversations.... whether sober or high- concentration feels overated.... as does this very earthly creation....        
         
this matrix breaks something in the mind- to make one eventually hate it....nothing "feels" "real"- just endless dopamine chases....      
     
       
  less is more....        
         
  one day....        
         
  this body will rot six feet under, or be cremated....    
     
  existence kept "alive" more or less from a "photo book of pages(memories)...."