Get real, get right, get naked, is what I always say. When you’re ailed by this world and the stern trials of human life, you eliminate; eliminate your fallacies, your lies, your self-deceptions, your wastefulness, and your clothes. Strip it all down, all the way down. Let your body feel the caress of mother earth’s hands: the wind, and the trees, and the rain, and the sun, and airborne particulate. Give over the peaks and valleys of your own corpus to be weathered and dimmed and blunted by the workings of the ether. That beer gut will erode by hydraulic action. Those nipples will be sanded away by grit. Allow those buttocks to be glaciated. You will evolve into a compact and seamless thing. This is a way of life. Embrace it.