“Por poco me vuelve loco demostrándome que yo no existo. Pero ¿ usted cree que soy realmente yo?”

Now what can I say about this book by Mijaíl Bulgákov (Mikhail Bulgakov). ‘El Maestro y Margarita’ (The Master and Margarita) is one of those books that’s beyond my typical page limit, but that I could def finish within days if it weren’t for life events. This book is too good, too too good. It has a freaking trigger happy cat that drinks gasolina for fuel! A short summary of the story is that the devil and his crew come to Moscow, Russia to fuvk shxt up. They fuxk with a group of literary elite called Massolit. And I mean they really mess this group up—even in the first chapter. This is in 1930s Moscow, but at the same time Bulgakov tells the story of Poncio Pilatos and Jesus. And he tells the story of The Master, a patient in a mental institution, and Margarita, his lost love lost in a loveless marriage. And at first all these stories seem separate from each other, but oh boy how they all come together in the end. I recommend reading this with my full heart! Shout out to the poet Ivan Nikoláyevich Ponirev, aka Desamparado! He didn’t deserve what was done to him!!