The mind-body connection proves fertile for ideas surrounding the existentialist search for who we are and why we're here. Trapped within this physical vessel, we plug orifices, alter dimensions, infuse aromas, deprive senses and control environs. Like failed, obsessed searchers constantly disappointed with who or what we find, we keep searching when the reality is that the success of the seeking is just that; we will never find out who we are or why we're here. And that is as brilliant and beautiful as can possibly be imagined. (for sales inquiries follow the link to the original craigslist ads)
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