But among other things, I've got kids to raise. And when Ears nearly drowned in Minera Lake, where the distance is about 20 ft to the raft, from anxiety and weakness, I felt myself beneath all this shit as firm and welcome as when my feet felt lakebottom and pulled Ears back to shore. Bottom line: you either want to be well, live uprightly, fulfill your karmic duties, love as unselfishly as to break your back, tell the truth to yourself and to others, push yourself to think deeply and carve out an inner life big enough to hold your existence in reflection, to try and try and try again according to those values, or you do not want to walk with me in any capacity.
