I arrived at this consciousness in the most generous of circumstances on January 13th, 1989, at the fault of my two favorite people - my mother, April, and father, Harold. After considerable contemplation, the prod of reason has led me to the conclusion that this thing we all call life can best be described with the uttered sound of uneasiness following fog . . . MYSTERY.

Therefore, rather than spend this moving moment in formation and following, I choose to have a purpose and have decided to devote my energy to clearing the veil. Dissolving illusion, if you will, seems to be my foundation for faith, and I try to do that by experimenting with mind, body, and soul. I cannot ask you to come along for the ride; it is a journey lonelier than life. However, I can hope that through the exchange of thoughts and expression of ideas one can find the path a bit smoother, and if you find your way, pray I find mine.

I reside in the suburb of Grand Prairie, Texas, just outside the lines of Dallas proper. The city of Dallas is my birthplace, and where I lived as a young boy. I could think of no better place to start.
"I'm a citizen of Texas and try to spend most of my time there." - THC