No amount of wine will fill the void in my soul

No drug, no book, no amount of money, no new location.

There is something drastically wrong with the way we were taught to live...

This is not life.

I have studied, read, searched the depths of bookstores, the internet, silence.

I thought it was that "new idea", because I was burned out from the work

I though it was spiritual because I lacked all meaning and purpose

But you know what it is?

This path runs out...

What path?

The path of the city's,

The job's,

The business',

The activities,

The entertainment,

The substance,

The distraction's,

The knowledge you think you can obtain on your own...

You know what is really required?

The depth of discomfort only discovered by being so helpless in a setting completely void of control

and I do not simply mean a new setting...

Eventually after the dopamine of a new place wears off,

You're still sitting alone with your mind, body and soul.

And lets be frank.

Nothing here changed except the view.

People are the answer,

People are the reflections that light the path,

But to find people,

You must exit the comfort.

To exit the comfort,

You must follow your fear,

To follow fear,

You must do the fearful thing.

In the comfort,

You do not expand.

You can have access to it all,

Cars, Homes, Money, Entertainment

Yet your soul knows,

This is all just a distraction

Who are you when there are no activities?

Who are you when all you can do is sit and empty your mind?

Who are you when everything you have known is stripped away?

Were about to find out.

I'll see you tomorrow

Jake.

Ps. This is the turning point