My words, are as deep as the ocean, as to which only knowledge can come from. But like a clown taking a pie in the face, my sense of humour is none like any other. I stare into an ebiss as often as the stars come out pondering anything from "why are my shoes untied" to "Is there such thing as universal truth".

To offer help and show that there is still good in the world is my profession, to direct those who have abandoned hope. A short life, but an old soul resides within me. Love is but a philosophy, until someone is able to prove to me it is factual and true.

As for more intrests just ask.

Symposium, or a pool hall, OR lazer quest followed by a walk!