In the electric day in age we’re all quickly becoming a ghost in a shell. The spirit of our organic pulse are becoming replaced by lithium. God being replaced by hearts and thumbs ups, we become the gods of our own imaginations while we use our cameras to fuel our own delusions. When things around you are becoming more and more lacking of substance, the artificial things, you gotta fight hard to keep what’s real about you. There’s no accident in substance and there is no copy- pasting for originality. What’s you must be realized and set out for the world to see, in all its visible vulnerability.