Nex Dillon / Deserto

The egoist who dwells within me does not hover in mid-air! He possesses a body, a state of health, and blood that boils! There is warmth, there is hunger, and there is an inner rhythm that demands presence. I am not an idea in search of fulfillment. I am like a vast Desert! And my own self-interest is not some goal: it is an unjustifiable movement of appropriation and expansion that never grows weary.