Welcome to my page. Although I am a premium user, that does not mean I'm going to track you down and bitch at you for not saying anything like most people. If you had anything to say, you would leave it in a private message or as a comment. Other wise, there was nothing here for you. And I understand that. I'm not a very giving person. I am a very honest, open minded person, but I am strong in my opinions and morals. I do not tolerate drugs, no will i ever. Don't rely on me to be a drug counsler- thats not my problem. I am the creator and only member of Paranoid God, a music project still in the works. There is one track listed already on the page, so feel free to preview it. I'm hugely into the occult world. I am part Lavey satanist, not the ridiculous satanists that pretend to slaughter animals and virgins in the name of a deity who was created by Christianity. The other part is Dark Pagan, influenced by my own personal mythology and mixture of Norse, psychic energy, and "left hand" path deities. Most of the time however, I am fixing the mistakes that unexperianced users are making, opening doors and leaving them open.. I love winter. I may have been born in the summer, but I love winter. I constantly let my mind wander off to Nordic woods covered in snow. Silence, pure white snow falling quietly from the sky, the absolute solitude and comfort of those woods is simple breath taking. I see myself walking through those woods. Its my retreat, my mental landscape.

Myself and my life without anyone else's drama. You have drama, keep it to yourself. Mainly music, industrial and cyber plays a huge factor into my life. I am also a model for Bone Daddy Photography.

I find many things repulsive in this world. Lack of true honor, the overload of lust many people have, whores, drugs, liars. But the one thing I hate are people who destroy. Art, literature, true beauty. All these kids running around following a scene, a prototype of fashion. Disgusting. I'm drowning in a world of duplicated hair cuts, three-size too small pants, and unnecessary drama starters. In other cases, its kids fresh from the hangers of Hot Topic, decked out in Slipknot shirt, numerous pairs of bondage pants, and a fake fascination with death, blood, and vampires created on a Hollywood green screen. Creativity is dead. Fashion equals plastic. Art is no more. This isn't the age I was supposed to live in. Perhaps this isn't the world I was supposed to exist in, either. Who can tell? In this day and age, Innocence barely exists even in children. Perhaps I just hate this world.

Mortiis, Psyclon Nine, Hocico, Cradle of Filth, VNV Nation, Angelspit, Razed in Black, Charles Clouser, Dimmu Borgir, Christian Death (Rozz Williams), and a bunch of other shit I can't remember.
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