At the very least, it would be fair to say that I have always felt like a stranger in a strange land.
One respect in which I find the human practice of dating to be distinctly weird and paradoxical is that in order to be personally worth dating, you have to be a complete equation of personhood, in that you must know who you are, what you want, and have the wherewithal to be proceeding on your personal path to realization. Yet the whole point of dating is to fill a place of incompleteness in your equation. So I guess people just try present themselves as awesome, and let it be known that they want to annex your personal awesomeness to their own.
Which means that basically everyone wants to be one side or other of George Clooney's recent marriage. Or rather, at least to be partnered up to the corresponding other half of that union.
I am one of an infinity of possible equations of personhood, and could be regarded as complete or incomplete, depending on what someone felt like saying about me. I know that I am not the sort that anyone is actively looking for but that is not necessarily the same as not being worth anyone's while to find, and therefore, it is not at all clear to me how to proceed to find someone whose completeness and incompleteness would be nourished and supported by mine.
So here are some random factors from my overall equation.
I do not love mankind or any subgroup thereof. I am completely comfortable hating various groups of people and at the same time liking particular individuals from those groups who have managed to be worth liking and knowing despite the limitations and irritating traits that characterize others of similar background. I think stereotypes are usually pretty much dead on, and that not all men are created equal, and I think that people who contend otherwise just sound like a bunch of priggish elementary school teachers.
I think homosexuals should be able to get married, have kids, and take their kids down to the range to shoot their favorite assault weapons.
Just as I'm writing this, 10/12/14, my front yard is quite overgrown, because the last mow of the year wipes out the crickets. Crickets, on average, are better company that the general run of humans.
I score INTP or INFP on various incarnations of M-B. Which means that I have tendencies both to think and to feel, which clearly is a mistake. One should choose one or the other and not vacillate in a mamby-pamby fashion about it.
My diet is not ideologically based. I do not live on bacon-and-butter sandwiches, and I do not believe that kale chips really needed to be invented.
I am highly visual. Out in Nature I see beauty and texture everywhere, which is both my strength and weakness as a photographer. I could take endless photographs of rotting logs. I have to concentrate on trying to see what will make a strong image.
I have too many guitars, and too many guns. I do not, and cannot feel empowered. Not for any length of time, at any rate. It's like being a vampire, thirsting for the life which is not in you. It wasn't any fun at all, growing up and having the experiences that make you into such a person.
Once in a while I am referred to as a good writer and/or as the most sensual lover in the world.