I fall: Keep scrambling back up the ridge…

I have made an It of this person. Buber would say it happens a hundred times an hour in any relation—people wash in and out of the sea of Its to stand up as persons all the time. It is work to stand on the narrow ridge between; I fall.

The point is to scramble back up the ridge and keep scrambling back up the ridge.

:- Doug.

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