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veilofisis

25 Monterey, CA Woman

Woman

I’m looking for

  • Men
  • Ages 18–35
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating

My Details

Last Online
Today – 3:54pm
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
Middle Eastern, White
Height
5′ 9″ (1.75m)
Body Type
Average
Diet
Mostly anything
Smokes
Yes
Drinks
Desperately
Drugs
Sometimes
Religion
Sign
Taurus
Education
Working on university
Job
Other
Income
Less than $20,000
Status
Single
Type
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids
Pets
Speaks
English

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
'May it please Heaven that the reader, emboldened, and become momentarily as fierce as what he reads, finds without loss of bearings a wild and abrupt way across the desolate swamps of these sombre, poison-filled pages...'

Twentysomething Arab chick going out for English lit degrees with a concentration on Gothic and Decadent studies. Into botany (fruits & ethnobotany mostly), chess, mysticism, interiors, literature, perfumery, Islamic (particularly Moroccan) art, and Patti Smith.

Incidentally, I'm transgender: nobody's asking that to be your thing, so if it's not...good luck out there, and thanks for looking. :)
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
I write (but then, doesn't everybody these days?), direct theatre, and pretend to meet new people.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Dying by inches.

Curating interiors.

Dancin'.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Good: I try (take that however you like).

Bad: I smoke like a chimney and swear like a convict.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
Authors:
Gustav Meyrink, Algernon Blackwood, Paul Bowles, Byron, Charles Maturin, Baudelaire, Poe, Aeschylus, Oscar Wilde, Mohamed Choukri, Simenon, Lovecraft, Ginsberg, Huysmans, Mohammed Mrabet, Lautréamont, Coleridge, Le Fanu, Georges Rodenbach, Octave Mirbeau

Books:
Salome, Les Fleurs du Mal, The Golem, Ecclesiastes, Venus in Furs, Melmoth the Wanderer, Bruges-La-Morte, Lucio's Confession, The Maimed, À Rebours, The King in Yellow, The Picture of Dorian Gray, The Father of Locks, Vathek, The Private Memoirs and Confessions of a Justified Sinner, Titus Andronicus, Prometheus Bound, Hamlet, The Island of Dr. Moreau, The Man Who Watched Trains Go By, Let It Come Down, Don Juan in Hell, Heart of Darkness, The Arabian Nightmare, The Green Face, Les Chants de Maldoror, The Twelve Caesars, The Immoralist, King Lear, For Bread Alone, The Engagement, The Khalifah's Mirror, Love With a Few Hairs, Tales From the Crypt, Torture Garden, Bartleby the Scrivener, Monsieur Vénus, Severin's Journey into the Dark

Music:
Bowie, Patti Smith, Joy Division, Siouxsie & the Banshees, The Rolling Stones, Bauhaus, The Virgin Prunes, Fad Gadget, Klaus Nomi, Tones on Tail, The Supremes, Sister Rosetta Tharpe, Melanie Safka, The Modern Lovers, The Velvet Underground, Grace Jones, Hamza el Din, Dave Van Ronk, Marianne Faithfull, Oum Kulthum, Gnaoua, Death In June, Lou Reed, Edith Piaf, Nico, Mary Wells, Alien Sex Fiend, Joan Baez, Brian Eno (the glam, not the ambient), Kate Bush, The Smiths, Mahalia Jackson, The Talking Heads, Sisters of Mercy, Otis Redding, The Cure, Nina Simone, Blondie, The Crystals, Eartha Kitt

Movies:
Performance, Without You I'm Nothing, Suddenly Last Summer, Algiers, Creepshow, Alien, The Tenant, Rosemary's Baby, What Ever Happened to Baby Jane?, Creature from the Black Lagoon, Bride of Frankenstein, Lawrence of Arabia, Heathers, Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory, Sunset Boulevard, Velvet Goldmine

Television:
Tales From the Crypt, The Twilight Zone, Twin Peaks, Absolutely Fabulous

Food:
Name it, I'll eat it.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
Books, lipstick, cigarettes, black coffee, fresh fruit, and good lighting...

Wine, tarot cards, and blackout curtains are very honorable mentions.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Things no person has any business thinking about.

I'm a remarkably dark woman at times, but not in the sense that that term is usually associated with. I'm not bilious or pessimistic, precisely, but I'd rather revel in decay than embrace the opium of maudlin sentimentalities and wishful-thinking...

I have just one motto: 'I rot before I ripen.'

I also think a lot about Gustav Meyrink. The man was a prophet. 'The Golem' and 'The Green Face' have molded me, and I mean that quite literally; his meditation/short story 'Humming in the Ears' is responsible for most of what I dream about.

And Wilde's 'Salome.' I think about that play every day of my life. I could probably recite the entire thing from memory. (Update: I finally directed it last year. And played Herodias!)

And the historical significance of fruits, nuts, and other food plants. Their symbolism in art and the various mystical traditions, their origins and evolution, and their roles in the history of agriculture.

Also: how Schiele makes sex look like a concentration camp.

And, of course, the cosmos.

'The wise man's eyes are in his head; but the fool walketh in darkness: and I myself perceived also that one event happeneth to them all.

Then said I in my heart, As it happeneth to the fool, so it happeneth even to me; and why was I then more wise? Then I said in my heart, that this also is vanity.

For there is no remembrance of the wise more than of the fool for ever; seeing that which now is in the days to come shall all be forgotten. And how dieth the wise man? as the fool.

Therefore I hated life; because the work that is wrought under the sun is grievous unto me: for all is vanity and vexation of spirit.'
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
On stage, in bed, or vegetating on Apartment Therapy.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I used to have a bit about religion here, but then I decided it looked really gauche and trivial. If you're curious, just ask: I'd hate to appear to be spewing cant on a dating site. (Emphasis on the 'appear to be.')

Sometimes I sing songs written in the second person as if they were one part of me adressing another part of me, if that makes sense. Favorites for this include Patti Smith's 'Kimberly,' Kate Bush's 'Love and Anger,' Bowie's 'Move On' (off LODGER), Nico's 'Afraid,' and Joy Division's 'Atmosphere.' It's remarkably therapeautic (and just a little bit depressing).
You should message me if
Offer a few tips to help matches win you over.
You've got guts, glamour, and something of the tortured intellectual about you. I'm not kidding: give me Byron. If you really want to make me crumble, give me Jean des Esseintes...

Or, if you want to talk about this sort of thing:
http://therealmoftheunreal.blogspot.com/
http://aportraitinflesh.blogspot.com/

Also, if once we've made a connection, you don't intend to disappear from my life with little but a by-rote explanation and mysterious intimations that I should continue waiting around for you to return from the void.

And that's more than enough adumbration for one sitting, my friends.