I just figured it out-

You want to walk into my life, into the space I created for peace and joy and service and not just a tiny amount of chaos.

You want to come in here, feed yourself. Take from me, from my family, what we can give you.

You want to feed your soul at our expense.

Guess what?

We ain’t free.

We ain’t cheap.

We require balance. Feedback. A deposit in our emotional bank account.

We require input.

You ain’t buyin’ what I’m selling.

Go get your kicks elsewhere.

This is a family, a holy entity, a circle of trust that remains unbroken, motherfucker. You picked the wrong door to knock on.

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