I am intersested in everything that involves me in an intellectual and emotionally charged way. More times than not there well pockets of my joy and pleasure as well as those which are in this category of ecitement , purely based on their ability to captivate my attention as the constant exploration of my own innner workings can often be revealed with these undiscovered arreas of interest and appeal. And of course any SPIRITUAL CHALLENGE AND OR GAINS are the most rewarding and most difficult to understand or even know they existed....Creative I am, I am passionate and prodigious in my pursuits and yet strangely, just as strong and convicted in my wallow, as my shadow is perfect at creating a void in those deeply hiiden pockets of my own stipulated stickiness as the desolate webs of broken love and the tainted stench of humans in their humanity have woven this dichotomized stiching across my hollow hurt that haunts...As the Sun shall rise once more and the tears become droplets of quintessential nectar feeding my beckoning dreams and petting my mirror as the roads of happy destiny can sometimes be treacherously winding and cobbled with thorns from ancient pain, they also provide me the only exit I know of and have shown me the starlit heavens as I sail easily and stead fast through enormous corrugated challenge and clouds of pure beautiful bliss as I fill my own glass, and smile back at the empty GOD in search of whatever the endeavor of the moment be.
