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Witchwhisperer

63 M Walnut Creek, CA

My Details

Last Online
Yesterday – 9:20pm
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
6′ 3″ (1.91m)
Body Type
Fit
Diet
Strictly vegan
Smokes
No
Drinks
Not at all
Drugs
Never
Religion
Agnosticism, but not too serious about it
Sign
Education
Dropped out of university
Job
Sales / Marketing
Income
Rather not say
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Strictly monogamous
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Pets
Dislikes dogs and dislikes cats
Speaks
English (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
Re: nom de plume. Wanted something underscoring darkness and sensitivity.

Most of you are looking for another husband to treat as child to fill boredom. Travel's overrated, other than to subspace.

Is it heresy, uncommon, to be honest here? Why live a lie? To what lasting avail?

Here for

i m a g i n a t i v e,

local

a n o m a l y .

A slim, vegan luminary with more between her ears than making babies and pets, to whom i don't have to

e x p l a i n

e v e r y t h i n g,

nor apologize for health, energy;

or for the intimacy of man & woman being my church, nay, cathedral.

What beckons most folks we shrug at.

If you glean a current of simplicity, ease in my 'umble profile, you're my girl. You and i've been around the block, would like to complement, not complicate; content, relaxed, happy, secure. Be there a woman of high self-esteem and rampant imagination drawn to the divinity of D/s?

Autonomous men and women might be closer than most.
You and i may not be normal relationship sorts, but like being enraptured. Since the brain's the most powerful human sex organ, prefer someone so imbued.

I'm believer of it better to give than receive; tantra commonsense. Seeing you, um, delighted

is everything, downright mystical.

Think Katharine Hepburn's "Men and women shouldn't live together, just next-door and visit now and then;"

Joan Baez's "I was made to be alone;"

Greta Garbo's "He travels fastest who travels alone."

Had vanilla girlfriend who i adored nonetheless. Yet after the entire weekend with her, she'd get upset that i didn't feel like endless phone talk Tuesday night after living by my wits all day.
I suggested she reread the tale of the Goose That Laid the Golden Egg.

Why do so many women smother the men they profess to love, so they can't recharge their batteries, preserve the qualities that brought them together?

Yes, Virginia, there be partners who when away from you are working, reading, sleeping, eating, thinking, living, not philandering.

Current pictures. Vegan these two plus years, vegetarian/pescetarian since college, walk daily, never a substance abuse problem. Not married. If you can say the same, are single or divorced, not separated, employed, please proceed.

Gentleman retaining a boy's spark, looking for his distaff counterpart who can write a profile free of:

wine
cheese
chocolate
fine dining
a few extra pounds
coffee
loves to laugh
working on a novel
what life has to offer (what do you have to offer?)
creative ( let your profile convey)
theater
this stage
next phase
life journey
path
dog
meditate ( too dim to relax without instruction)
yoga (but you drive five blocks to the store)
writer (judging by your profile, no)
artist (lest you so support yourself)
entrepreneur
transitional
people say I'm...
I'm told I'm ...
poetry ( can't write declarative prose)
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Welcoming my time-traveling, perhaps fellow ex-NY/Eastern
siren free of caffeine, affluenza, bottled water,

who preferred to create than procreate,

in need of occasional interlocution.

No box for
"F o r m a l s e x"
under "I'm looking for" (below).
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Serving as soundingboard, advice and counsel, helping others with their problems, as they're presented succinctly, honestly.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Couldn't care less. It's what you notice, like.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
Antoine de Saint Exupery's Wind, Sand and Stars.

Movied out, prefer the Miramax in your melon.

Harmonic default settings are Chopin,
Ravel, Debussy, Saint-Saens, Rachmaninoff. Vivaldi. Brahms' Double Concerto and third movement, Symphony No.3, Poco allegretto.
Mendelssohn's Violin Concerto in E minor, Op. 64.
Heitor Villa Lobos' Bachianas Brasileiras no. 5, the version with Anna Moffo especially good.
Beethoven's later string quartets and piano works are otherworldly. Prokofiev. Motown. Judy Collins, Donovan, Joan Baez, some '60s stuff still resonates.

Silence is grand.

Only jazz i like is '20s sort: Louis Armstrong's Hot Five and Hot Seven "Potato Head Blues," Jelly Roll Morton's Red Hot Peppers, Johnny Dodds, George Lewis, Wilbur and Sidney DeParis, Sid Bechet. Mahalia Jackson ("I'm Going to Live the Life I Sing About in My Song").

But i'd rather hear your voice, aroused and secular venues.

100% on the Drs. Neal Barnard/Joel Fuhrman/Caldwell Esselstyn, Bill Clinton high-nutrient vegan diet and you, too, please, because we'd like to cavort for centuries to come.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Half's enough. Less is more.

1. A guileless goddess.

2. Circle of independent friends with whom i can pick up mid-sentence weeks later.

3. A lascivious witch in need of frequent, ongoing, um, uh, interrogations, so please be at bare minimum two of these three
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Been thinking most my life. Your turn.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
Hoping there's a uniquely lovely, unusual, facile, level wench not far who abides my 'umble, honest profile;

encouraged, invigorated, inspired, buoyed,

not daunted by it.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Banned in Boston in '68.
I’m looking for
  • Straight girls only
  • Ages 55–63
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For long-term dating, casual sex
You should message me if
Offer a few tips to help matches win you over.
weaned from animal and dairy products, for all the medical, preventative, ethical, environmental reasons at this
l a t e
date.
If not, watch Glass Walls, narrated by Sir Paul McCartney, on You Tube. If pescetarian, watch from 8:10 on.
Google "The protein myth," by the Physicians Committee for Responsible Medicine.

you've Googled "Wheat Belly."

you skip sugar and alcohol is a sugar. Latest vetted research shows women having just one (1) glass of wine daily have higher incidence of breast cancer, tho' i'm not strident about this. It's your rack to ruin.

you fathom there's no ceiling on health, and in the win-win-win- bargain, your endorphins released during eros prevent cancer.

you've checked your tire pressure in the past month or two and this ain't metaphor.

your ethereal allure terrifies most men;

you occasionally turn a child into a mouse and eat it.

free of tattoos, because you wouldn't take a Magic Marker into the Louvre.

You're the only animal in your photo; i've no interest in bestiality. Your ideas, passions, friends, accomplishment your pets and progeny, you not requiring "unconditional love" from a dumb animal. A witch might have her familiar, but cats kill songbirds.

The crows are my pets. We've an understanding, a nodding acquaintance. I respect animals enough not to eat them, nor buy any product tested on them. You?

We want, need, dear little, you and i.

We've had, seen enough. Only religion reduce/reuse/recycle.
All else is commentary.

IF you long ago deduced the best and brightest no longer breed, that we're all of the same stardust/DNA on this overpopulated orb;
that if not born in 1951, '54, '56, might well be in 2751, 6254, 13756. If maternal instinct loomed, perhaps you adopted instead.

you never take the elevator where there are stairs.

your imagination, dreams, ideas exceed the movies synopsized in the New Yorker.

you see depraved, craven as accolades, not condemnation;

y'are insatiable, live to kiss, cuddle, elevated to subspace, reduced to a saturated, elegant mess as only queen of all witches and Minerva's little sister might.

you can write a cohesive sentence with no misspelt words,

bother to vote.

If one or more of your favorite colors was gray long, long before that lame book came out.

Men and women are different, have other interests. This is wonderful as it allows us time to miss one another, appreciate what we've got. Yes, Virginia, it's all about "sex." Wake up and smell the lube. But as the brain's the most powerful human sex organ, why should i be with one less fanciful?

Please note: Any institutions or individuals using my text including for studies or projects - You do NOT have my permission to use any of my words or pictures in any form or forum both current and future. If you have or do, it will be considered a serious violation of my privacy and will be subject to legal action. I'm here strictly in hopes this splendid site's algorithms might reveal my vaunted distaff rarity, not to stoke your destitute imagination.