Ethan Bar-Lev, Brodie Saunders and Harshul Khanna, we are the three of the most unlikely names to ever make a difference. My friend Brodie wanted me to turn to God. My other friend Harshul wanted me to turn to drugs. I doubt I'll find my answers in religion or intoxication. We are not a unified civilization. You are one or the other, a drug pusher or a religious preacher, and they despise one another. When emotions have effect on the flesh, it's a tough life. I have my scars, badges of weakness. My nose rains crimson and my eye sockets swell when I become overwhelmed with sadness or other...