St Therese once said: “The face is the mirror of the soul.” Looking back, my soul was lost, sick, and completely dark. The three photos above are from my time in the porn industry and the gay lifestyle: from very early in my career, to near the end when I was doing bizarre skinhead movies. There is no life, let alone joy, anywhere. It was as if the living were imitating the corpses of the dead. Frequently, I had the feeling of simply occupying a body - not having any real influence over what I did. Oftentimes, I wanted out of that prison: to be free of what bound me here. In my mind, the only possible release was death. Until, the Lord Jesus Christ Saved me.