Run away with me to the forest. I don't want to see, hear, talk or know this world anymore. I don't want to give into the clutches of expectations that don't meet my hearts desires. I don't want to bend and break and be at the whim of those who choose to chase the betterment of their lives whilst dismantling the peace in mine. I'm done with being a cog in the system, constantly spinning. My mind spinning. Delirium ultimatum. Confusion from collusion, I seek an infusion of chemicals to relinquish my distaste for the things that surround me.

So lets run away from these buildings that peer deviously back into my eyes, and laugh with greed, and know nothing but destruction. Let's break away from the bull shit of self-fulfillment and fruitless endeavors. Lets take the clothes off that were manufactured by the moguls who want us to buy more. They smugly lather themselves in the pointless pennies we choose to ponder so deeply about everyday. Brainwashed to chase paper. Indoctrinated to enslave ourselves to endure remedial tasks for rewards and recognition that total zero. 

I want you to come with me. Lets set our feet in the soil and the sands. Lets taste what oxygen is truly like; without the tainted tapestries of industria meshing its poisoned pillows of smog into it. I want to hear silence again. I'm done with noise. The constant talking. The need for being inundated with stimuli that in fact only buries the soul in disequilibrium. 

I want you. And I want me. I want us. Without them. 

Photographer: Edgar René
Model: Jessie Page