Foreign Land with every step we wear a deeper Groove in someone else's footprint no Patch is left untouched no place unloved No part unseen we live in the shadows of The Dead the thinnest of veil separates Us a breath living then gone a one-way Path into the unknown is it possible to Pierce this ethereal Veil such as a Question I have asked myself for years Wandering living Philosophizing and exploring paranormal Research in pursuit of answers that ever Seem to multiply into more questions I Am a scholar of the Dead not a perfected Professor of knowledge but a student and Pursuer of the inexplicable and bizarre
