Any being’s experience, in body, in form of matter has an instinctual need driven by LOVE to become intoxicated; is not for the want to get out of one’s head, but a reminder from the heart that there is no head to get out of. For what appears real is the hallucination and the high that seems hallucination is closer to LOVE’s truth. And the further one moves from the truth of LOVE’s matter-less source, slowly that occasional joyous instinctual reminder transforms, to the harsh ravenous insatiable want of addiction and or to insanity; the latter is the experience that humanity is now choosing to have…