Your body is your ship, and your soul is the captain, your mind is the crew. If you destroy your ship, your crew will prolly die. And even if your soul survives like the captain always does, wtf is he gonna do adrift a sea of chaotic nega-thought. He’s kinda fucked. You don’t know what’s in the water, you’re better off trying to stay afloat until you can find an island of happiness.
