Tezcatlipoca:
I once had a friend named Candida. She was madly in
love with me. I crushed on her, but she made me
nervous. I assumed that she was my half-sister. It
turned out that she was product.
Her tears of
discovery poison
my memories. I
regret not running
away with her. My
confusion about her
very being paralyzed me.
My
weakness failed
her and my society.
I didn't know what she
was, in spite of her
obvious humanity.
She seemed just
as bewildered. I wonder
whether confusion turned
the anthropomorphs
against us humans.
