Juan is my alter ego, and when I look into my nightmares I see him. When I awake in tears, he is there to console me. When I kill with impunity, it is he who I kill, for he is me. I am nothing better than the con, and the rad nature of his slavic fore bearers is inherrent in the extrapolation of the multitudes from one. Like the trinity of divinity, like the Devil in us all, I am nothing, as I am everything, for the everything in my world begins from the nothing I started as, and will finish as.
the end..? :)
~red