O mitakue o yasin (To all my relations)
We walk through the world…the illusion of independence fortified by foodland and safeway, medicare and medicaid. We turn on the tap and the water appears, we turn up the thermostat and we are heated and warmed. Look at us…so independent I need no thing nor no one.
The illusion of independence. the arrogance that any one individual is capable of survival, is the end of us all