Here are a lot of words anyway... because living is paradox and death is too easy.
An artist in all my ways - for the graphic, symbolic or semi-abstract oils and just about anything pen and ink; for the vibrations, harmonica, guitar, piano, hand drums, electronic mixing/production, and pranayama. A bibliophile, performance artist, metaphysical free agent, contact juggler, slam poet, endurance athlete, epicure, and recreational wit fencer.... (Every renaissance person started out as a monomaniac or a dilettante. At some point, things tip.) Right now my foci are writing and spoken word.
My wanderlust has taken me to 10 countries on two continents and every state except Hawaii, and i've hardly gotten started. i am joyously non-monogamous. The scarcity principle of monogamy and the competition it provokes disgust me. It's something that i discovered about myself long before i had terms for it. Sometimes i use the word polyamorous, but it has some baggage.
Love with an open hand, enjoy the joy your partner/s feel/s from wherever it springs, and be safe. It's an amoral compass that has guided me well, and, surprise, surprise... it generally turns out that the people they find compelling drive me a little wild as well.
Being queer and not relating to gender while ironically fitting a lot of the superficial stereotypes is a funny place to call home. There's no way i'm trimming all this fur, and being strong is handy. Plus, someone's gotta sing bass, but i'd rather just be me than keep track of some ridiculous set of assumptions to choreograph my social movements.
i'm at least a pair of opposable eyeballs sillier than this profile sounds. If my mouth is moving, i'm either tying the cherry stem of circumstance into joke pretzel, laughing, or... ;)
Odds and ends: raja and hatha yoga, jovial, meditation, ENFP, feminist, Burning Man greeter, dancing, non-vanilla or vanilla (d leaning switch)