Deconstructing Myself is not a book to be simply read, it is a collection of the authors digressions and fluxes of consciousness put on paper to be experienced; a grand mlange of fantasy, metaphor, and illusion to be wallowed in. This is a poetry that cries out to be read aloud. Musing over the human condition and battle to overcome adversity, the authors verse flows with a hypnotic rhythm of its own. While there are allusions to the conquistadors and to the rape of South America, the work speaks to the universal human experience and the eternal human struggle.