I remember when I saw David Copperfield's shamelssly sexy After Hours performance, and I fell in love with the art of illusion for the first time. I caught a quickening and the sweet shock of breathless wonder. I remember the first time I heard Lateralus by Tool, and I thought my heart would catch on fire from the melodic primal grime in the verses, and the fibonacci connection literally blew my mind. I remember the first time I saw a person spin fire, in front of a temple, at a Burn, and I watched the paper heart I wrote on go up in cleansing flames. I remember, when I went to rehab, and every night, on A&E, this new magic, this Criss Angel, watched the three of us as we watched him, finding wonder in the real world, once again...I loved watching him the way I loved the sex in Copperfield's magic. I felt ignited the way I felt when I listened to Tool, and my mind was blown each time my Mind Freaked, and I came out as clean as a burning temple flame. All these things, wrapped up in one, incredible sight. And when I learned I had the Gift, my mind was freaked again. My forward journey is a necRomantic one, and one Criss Angel helped guide my way....<3