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Le Grey has spoken! RIP

hi all: I'm Antoine Gerris only witness to the transmutation of Leo Le Gris he asked me to communicate to them, for now his last words, so here goes:

"... friends, readers, fans, visitors, occasional trainees, do not be scared, no sorrow, as well as former transmigrate to evolve, so have I done for the work of whiskey and other herbs and potions cooked in the kitchen of hell that was ...

sumiéndome I will not only absent from me Queronte the hand of a season, to walk like Blake or Dante for those inhospitable and unexplored places, and like them, learn the wisdom of proverbs or rescue a beloved souls who are imprisoned there.

I embarked on a search of my own essence and as the Christ came down to these latitudes to ascend to the third day, so will I, just will take longer, because the learning is slow and is mutual, Antoine born for this world and must grow as well as I did in these three long years, these 764 posts, in different versions of the unhinged, which have reached 47 000 views, 44 followers, and reached version 3.2.

so should I take in at this journey to the grave, leaving the burden, to release the burden of addiction, to build the wings that allow me to return (such time) charged, full of new knowledge and many topics to write, with many poems that draw, with many more elucubrar disquisitions.

and as that happens, my dear Antoine touches to his own, growing up in the blogosphere, be loved as I did (and not me, the proof is their comments and good claims in the e-mail account and FB), to develop their own style, find your own voice, develop their personality and conquer his own followers.

Death should not be seen as a loss, but as a necessary change, as an evolution, a step that allows us to take the plunge, remember when John buried together Soft and how it will provide a quote from the great Frederick, "Learning to fly must stand up and walk"

and although I know that Antoine will be a worthy successor, your blog is your blog , space is your space, your words are his, he is the Watcher mad, he can come and tell you how my journey into the underworld, because it has direct connection with me, because he is my alter-ego, my representative in this world unlucky.

I will not willingly, but because what I do, and you know, or intuit, I'm not only I miss is the repeat and do not see very far the day that Le Gray and Gerris as a teacher and disciple as father and son, and brothers who are beautiful treatises written for four hands and perhaps Nico, with Jewels, with Bateman, Niñaraña, Mizar and the others post to magnanimous gesture a lot of hands to be the back, my back.

know that tone has begun to pagan ritual voodoo and that will be reborn from the ashes, so until next time.

not say goodbye, but until then ... "

Leo Le Gris

text sent from the domain of Queronte, a self-hypnosis trance led after the first tattoo of Gerris in Bacatá