If you seek to find me and I seem to be gone all you need do is contact me in one of the following ways.
Skype: busyrunning
facebook: busyseeker
hotmail: busyseeker@hotmail.com
5/9/2014
Writing is one of my passions, the love of the dark and my sense of humor often bleed into my work, flavoring it in a forbidden that has come naturally to me. Currently I am working towards joining the United States Armed Forces, more specifically the United States Air Force, though it is many miles down the road, and the challenges I face in joining seem ever mounting I will as any of us can only do, continue to place one foot in front of the other and continue down the road towards my goals, my future, and those things I want more then anything from life.
I am working on learning HTML, for me it is art as is writing, drawing, painting, and so on and so forth, by a simple string of letters and symbols you can create art, much like the cogs in a beautifully made clock. The workings a mystery to many but to those who master it, and to them, it merely makes it all the more beautiful.
"I bid you welcome to my home, and offer my hospitality to you, and all of those who pass through my doors."
*Standing politely he turns to face you the light of the fire burning in its hearth, the warm glow illuminating his features. A hairless face, and head smoothed by the many passes of a razor over the tight firm flesh show the meticulously groomed handsome features of his face. Dark deep blue eyes staring from behind the visage of a friendly expression welcomes you without judgement but instead with curiosity and eagerness, within these dark halls the stories of those who have visited remain, mystery to all but the lord of this home, the man standing dressed in a dark robe before you, his hand gesturing a warm welcome, bidding you to join him by the fire as the sounds of the unrelenting storm continue their assault on the world outside and the house itself.*
"Do JOIN me for supper....." he says with a broader smile one promising dark delights
