the black arts, everything that is elegant and beautiful in this life, for after all, all we have is beauty.
all those who have left me behind and the source of this mad and finite existence.
Rock,Metal,Trance,classical, opera, anything of a bygone era.
Oh how I do love the written word, tis' such a magnificent art of men and the voices of so many ghosts of so many lives now lost.
I am still searching for someone worthy of my true admiration.