You can run and eat, but you cannot ever hide.

Seems that in today’s luxurious world of cultural sedation, everyone is trying to travel and live out wilderness fantasies. We sit behind desks and screens all day. If we get lost (in more ways than the physical), there is always an app to take care of us.

The more exotic and unprecedented the journey or adventure, the better.

Travel as an ostentatious display, as a band-aid. And Food, the great moral anesthetic of our day. We are empty souls seeking fulfillment in hollow displays of life.

Alas, we can never fill the void from without but we are sorely equipped, in today’s world, to sate the void from within. We have no spirit, no soul, just torment.

So we run and run and run. Into the gloom.

RIP, dude.