Mostly was messed up in midsts of a heavy relationship with someone from Austria...tho...the space has finally changed or just subdued in its vastness and rather than a harsh oblique empty is kinda back to the sorta channels or channeling im used to of sorts and want to fill the depths with textures deepness and sorta langour or a lucid constant...i wasnt able to even use the web for quiete a bit but returned..enough and will halt and never mention that direction again...im into travel quite a bit but always seem to return to the vampire sunshine state..i was first born into the scene in a smaller city in or near new york city where id ran off from home at around 16 and a half..asides travel..i dig writing tho most my pieces are hard to decipher i tend to fragment structure the sentences but try for a sorta like end to the words themselves by the dead ends found to go back forthe into the vicereal movments ad sorta layers of occult that encompesses realties and keeps the solid forms moving within words possibilities past dead ends or maybe sardonic views as well..also into candles,incence music industrial old school goth and deathrock to operas rivet aggrotech cyber grind and classical but mostly just solo or sonnetas with one instrument,old books the older the more intense they seem to me from my favorite being drug themes or drug inducede writers (i collect those and same in movies too)vampire books,german war photo books and most litho books and old occult books and russian russian dictionaries and clinical science books,oceans at night and forrests in the dark,indestrial abbandonened buildings and sites to photo in,old cematerias,light ****** very light actually like holding one sense stiller to heavy the others no pain ever tho,drawing,sleeping till 11 or later,on and on....