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"According to Greek mythology, Morpheus is the god of dreams, foremost of the Oneiroi, who was begotten by Hypnos (sleep) and Nix (night). Morpheus is the brother of Thanatos (death), and of the dark winged Phobetor, the personification of nightmares.


Thanatos prepares the way for the entrance of his brother Morpheus with the death of a way of life, the life of an ordinary man who enjoys “walrusing.”


This isn’t a fantastic tale, nor is it science fiction or mythology.  It’s not the story of an accident, nor is it a motivational book.  It’s the true story of a man who in one very real moment is ripped out of a very pleasurable chair and dropped into Morpheus’s chair.  It’s a chair where the “real me” struggles, branches off, and is converted into “another me” which makes room for Morpheus to come in, with his wings, to transport him to a better reality.


But when the quadriplegic awakens, Phobetor is the one who is present in his nightmares.  This agonizing account of quadriplegia is narrated with simple vocabulary at once youthful and playful inviting us to keep reading; at other times narrated like a professional led by the medical terms that situate us in the conflict.


The work is a successful interplay between the imagination, dreams and reality where the creation of words, sensuality, eroticism, and of course the dream world are always present.


The chapter titles compel the reader to return to them upon reaching the end and merge them into the action forcing the reader to reflect by which feelings of solidarity with the protagonist emerge.  These feelings of solidarity are gradually transformed into feelings of admiration as we see him rise up from Morpheus’ Chair to narrate this journey from man to superman that he shares with us in this life lesson."

- Ana María Valdeavellano

Autopublished on September 2018

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