Hmmm yes, you say it's impossible that he's him? Hero can't be Cuso? Why so? You listened nonstop, to music that ignights your synesthetia, without concern for what, the music was saying. No no no, nonstop! Nonstop to music, that ignights your synesthetia, without concern, for what the music was saying! Memorizing lyrics in a language you don't know, from songs that light your soul up from the inside, and you never knew what most of it was about, because you're too busy feeling it all. Unheard heartsongs sung by the intended hearer — sad. Well anyways might I now enter Exhibit F, The person Myself. I was the one, the one who you asked, to do the translations, it was me, myself, nay, I, not you, who first noticed the pattern, (patterns) the time-lines, (through lines) the lyrical descriptions of your dreams, written by a man, seven years older in Japan, (oshi otaku) visual depictions of dreams you told me about years ago made into vids, (low budget music vids) the lyrical descriptions your dreams, written by a man, seven years older in Japan, (fucking otaku) visual depictions of dreams, you told me about years ago somehow, made into vids by his 3 bands, that make specifically your 3 favorite types of music! Or, oh gods, the fact that, ha! You guys both have always, always, for some reason, no matter how far back we look, have practically had the same wardrobe, at practically the same time, when no one should have had, (no, no, no, no one!) the things in that wardrobe, at all, at once, in the first place. NO! No, actually, Exhibit G, the wardrobe gets it's own alphabet number. Exhibit H!!! Global influence, or rather, the verifiable timeline of art you've made, featuring Hero over a lifetime you-long, it shows how you were mysteriously influenced, (by who?) by Japanese nerd-boy pop-culture (oh yeah, otaku...) and Japanese (mmm hmm) fantasy years and years before you escaped being sheltered, when you had no access to such, in the waking world at least! Hmm, you drew mechs, tokusatsu, shinto-themed, manga style art, all as a southern, home-school, home-churched, no-internet, super-sheltered chap with xenophobic parents, how? How!? Then, fair lady we have Exhibit number I, yes Even your contrarian husband, Tor, agrees it's him. But also, as well, there's this too, actually, you see, the thing is, if you really think about it right, you see he, Tor, wouldn't be jealous of him, Cuso, if he didn't believe he's him too! He Cuso not he Tor. When Tor talks, trust, he tells the truth, that's just how Tor tells it to ya. And now I submit Exhibit J, Guy, from the dream, you're willing to believe he is a real man, And you're ok the possibility that you two could share the same psychic resonance, same frequency vibration, and hypothetically, connect in a shared artist dream, a dream world you've had liniar dreams, with ongoing continuity, and with that aspect at least, you have no issue, sure, plus evidence, I.E. (yuck) YUCK!!! Justin, yuck! (yuck yuck, yuck yuck) shows you believed, at least at some point, in astral projection, which would explain the whole, weird, half-awake, hikigatari guy, half-dreams, when you're half-asleep, ya know? Hey. You still following along? Dude, kuso dude, did you hear me dude? I said you, acknowledged the metaphysical, quantum implications, the theoretical possibilities, you've said he, Hero, could be anyone, so why not him, Cuso Berry? Cuso my dude. Kuso!! (kuso, kuso, Cuso Berry) CUSO!!!
