You don't believe anger or violence ever solves anything in the
long run, except in the rarest & most extreme of circumstances,
in which case it's more properly called compassionate anger &
righteous outrage - which is completely different from generic
You're an Optimist. Artist. Poetess. Writer. Scientist. Lover of
Life & Living things. Fan of the Wizard of Oz.
You'll still be giggling when you... get older.
You never have enough bookshelves.
You dream of a human connection, eye to eye, heart to heart, mind
to mind, that makes you want to purrrrrr, and makes you're toes
PASSION is appropriate when confronted with a woman cradling a
starving child, or a mighty Sequoia about to be made into
toothpicks. Are known to be temperamental? Passion is ill-directed
when you find yourself frequently yelling, screaming, shouting,
hitting, hanging-up on people in mid-conversation. If you have a
temper - if you are "hot-blooded," I know this doesn't mean you're
not a wonderful, deep, caring person... it's just that... well...
even if I turned out to be a great guy for you, there's probably
still someone out there you'd be an even better match for, other
than me. Well, that probably wasn't entirely true; Since I'm
reasonably even-keeled, mellow, understanding, & forgiving
(Geesh, positive traits in men sound so b-o-r-i-n-g!), I'm ideally
suited to "temperamental" types, in the sense of being able to
"connect," even through "baggage." Nonetheless, if this describes
you, right now, it's not what I'm looking for. GUILT! Now I feel
terribly selfish for having just said that, Aaargh!
Still... being empathetic & understanding enough to see past
the drama of the moment, to see through to the person inside,
doesn't make it any easier emotionally, and I wouldn't feel the
need to be exclusionarily selfish in this way if it weren't for the
need to finish what I'm currently working on. Phew! That was
brutally frank! Now that I'm working on the "bigger" picture, and
feel there's a chance of my being able to be a part of a "bigger"
solution... I feel obligated to give this "selfishness" thing a try
- and limit myself to those without special emotional needs. So...
kind, sweet, un-damaged woman, if you're out there... DARN! Guilt
again... just typing the words feels wrong, it actually HURTS!
(Sigh!) It feels wrong to not be available when someone's in
need... but sometimes... it's necessary... so full-time sweeties
only, please (guilt!).
I'm also interested in meeting interesting people for tennis,
scuba, all that. Recently relocated back here.
I'm chivalrous in the old-fashioned sense of liking to take the
lead, where appropriate - however I'm going to play this "cupid"
effort a bit differently - I WON'T BE CONTACTING ANYONE FIRST. It's
a strategy, and let's face it, your mail-box is likely already nigh
to overflowing as it is. Looks don't matter, heck, look at me! I
only mention looks at all because in addition to having been
fortunate to have dated some wonderfully big-hearted &
intelligent women, I also seem to be a bombshell-magnet (based on
my last few relationships), which makes no sense whatsoever; as I
said, I'm no bargain in the looks department. There are lots of
guys that are better looking and smarter than myself, but I'm
pretty much anyone's equal in the creativity and caring (heart)
I chose my work, over my personal life, frankly... but only because
of the passion I have for leaving the world a better place. I'd
like to find someone that's on-board with that. So... looks don't
matter; heart & brains do. A womb would be nice, as I mentioned
earlier... but... heck, check out how old (in years) I've gotten.
YOU ARE GOING TO HAVE TO WRITE ME: AND NO CHEATING WITH THE WINKING
& SAVING, SORRY ~ I apologize for not "playing the game" like
everyone else (big surprise!) but you're going to have to be the
one to click your red-Ruby shoes together first in order to make
anything happen. My job is to have the balloon ready and full of
hot air when, and if, you do; I have more hot air in me than I know
what to do with. ;)
I promise I'll respond (within a day or two or three or four; I get
carried away & end up working through the night
So... please... click those Ruby-red heels together (really; I'm
not going to be clicking my heels, you're going to have to if we
are ever to "connect" in any fashion whatsoever). Just one click
should be enough - if you think life is WAY too short, as do I, and
that a more natural human lifetime should be in the multiple
thousands of years... which it will be... eventually... and which
WE will likely not get to partake in... but that our children
probably will... little stinkers!