There are two forces in this and in every other nation of the world today. One force is the taker and the other force is the maker.
We all have that capacity, to be two things. And after all I was named for both the devil and the angel. Demonio y angel. Dem-y-an.
In my experience, it's common that deep truths exist at both extremes of a dialectic, and the wisest stance on an issue will incorporate 'both of the opposites within itself.'
Because love and hate were supposed to stand cleanly on opposite sides of the spectrum. The division seemed as clear as...well, angels and demons would once have seemed to her. Not anymore.
If then it be possible that one contrary should exist, or be called into existence, the other contrary will also appear to be possible.
We are made up of two contrasting ideals: Love And Fear. Pick One and Live.
I seem to get cast as one of two extremes. Either I play the butch heavy or totally nice guys.
There's two kind of cherries, and two kind of fairies, and two kind of mothers I'm told.
