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There’s a level of travel that you can achieve wherein you almost cease to exist as you have been known to yourself. I don’t mean it as in a feeling of meaningless, or emptiness, but a sort of new kind of existence takes place. You become just particles in motion, closer in frequency to a ghost or…
There is something to this…. who would we be without our “label”? Without the label and influence of our parents… friends… media… ourselves? This travel thing may lead to some funny answers about that…
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