J. Román Vega, Origins: "Moons in the inferno".

American Literature.

Its been forty and three years that my actions have been arbitrary. Upon being entrapped, I slowly learned the insensitivity of the controlling factor. In the evolutionary process, is my exposure to vanity, and my adaptation to hanus resistance. Like the sands of a century glass, I anger in the speed of the longest distance due to mind over matter, making the dimension of space and time a case of tideous counterintelligence. Still, my vision is not clouded, yet distracted.