You take all your clothes off and start up a circular chanting dance. You chant gibberish that has more feeling then meaning. You rub leaves all over yourself and scream and howl and dance and chant. You can feel the sickness burning off you. Every cell in your body seems to pulsate with vibrant life. Like you have cleaned a lifetimes filth away. You decide not to put your clothes back on. These are the shells of a cast away life. You must find new clothes a new path to be on.