About

I've loved, I've lost, I've cried, I've smiled, I've sneaked, I've stolen, I've dreamt, I've failed, I've achieved, I've lusted, I am simply a human being. Flying with the "Clouds Racing Across the Sky" "Light Years Away". I ask myself "Is There Love In Space"? I look deeper into space, and reach out for the "Souls of Distortion". I fly faster, and faster. I "Can't Slow Down". "The Feeling" of this "One Big Rush" is "Strange". I see the "Lights of Heaven", and a "Train of Angels" in a big "Ceremony" chanting a "Secret Prayer" I look "Down, Down, Down" and I see "Cryin", and "Tears in the Rain" I now feel "All Alone" I see every soul going down the "Devil's Slide" bursting "Up In Flames". "God is Crying" in this hellish "Mind Storm". I wake up and notice I was only "Flying In a Blue Dream".

Favorite saying

• ""Voilà! In view, a humble vaudevillian veteran, cast vicariously as both victim and villain by the vicissitudes of fate. This visage, no mere veneer of vanity, is a vestige of the vox populi, now vacant, vanished. However, this valorous visitation of a bygone vexation stands vivified, and has vowed to vanquish these venal and virulent vermin vanguarding vice and vouchsafing the violently vicious and voracious violation of volition. The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta held as a votive, not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily, this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honor to meet you and you may call me V." -- For those who don't know what the hell I just said here it is in normal vocabulary. Behold! Before you is a humble stage performer, cast, against his will, by the whims of fate, to the roles of both victim and villain. The face you see now is not just some meaningless costume. It is a remnant of the People's Voice, which has since gone and disappeared. However, this past annoyance stands courageously reborn and has sworn to conquer the evil and corrupt, who promote greed and the violent suppression of free will. The only choice is vengeance; a personal war held as a promise, but not in vain, for the importance and self-evidence of this quest shall one day exonerate the watchful and the righteous. But in truth, this thick soup of words has become too excessive. So, let me simply finish by saying that it's my very good honor to meet you, and you may call me V."