(Some of you have been reading these. if you don't think they are real, I understand. It's crazy stuff, but I am telling the story the best I can remember it. Also I was a troubled piece of garbage.) I am son to a family of shamans who live in the jungles of Peru, if you can believe it. My mother’s name is Marina and the closest to me. She gets on Facebook and sends me pictures of what they’ve done to the house in Pucallpa or in the village where her brothers and sisters live. Hola, hijo...