AMONG THE MULTITUDE
by: Walt Whitman
Among the men and women the multitude,
I perceive one picking me out by secret and divine signs,
Acknowledging none else, not parent, wife, husband, brother, child, any nearer than I am,
Some are baffled, but that one is not--that one knows me.
Ah lover and perfect equal,
I meant that you should discover me so by faint indirections,
And I when I meet you mean to discover you by the like in you.
Me? I am simply here searching for a real connection with someone. Serial dating is not something that I'm interested in. Casual sex is not in the cards for me either. As horny and deprived as I feel sometimes, meaningless sex is just that, meaningless. I'm not interested. At this point in my life, I feel that sex/physical intimacy has to really mean something. There needs to be some sort of a connection in order for me to feel fulfilled and satisfied. I don't think that this is asking too much...
I'm far from being a prude. Quite the contrary, actually. (check out some of my tests and questions) However, there has to be a basic level of trust, compatibility, and attraction established before my "wild side" emerges, but when it does... I'll leave that one to your imagination.
If you are a fan of Rush Limbaugh, Glenn Beck, Palin, Bush Jr or Sr, Cheney, or Rumsfeld (the modern-day "7 deadly sins"), please just stop reading this profile now. Bachmann and O'Donnell could be added to this list, but they're just Palin wannabes. You have every right to believe in and admire these people, if that's what you choose. I choose to believe that those who subscribe to their moronic BS, rhetoric, and total blasphemy, have been brainwashed and have fallen for the newest 4-letter word. FEAR. They feed off of your fear, they line their pocketbooks with your fear, and they continually, constantly breed more fear. It's their sustenance and their livelihood. They would be nothing without your fear. Ponder over that one for a while....
Let's see, sex...politics...what's next? Religion? (I'm slowly weeding out the non-prospects here, I'm sure)
Religion. This one is easy. I believe that it is my right not to believe. I believe that you have every right to believe however/whomever you choose to believe, as long as you don't expect me to reform myself to fit your belief system. This is one area where I can (and do) agree to disagree. You respect me and my beliefs (or lack thereof), and I will respect you and yours. Spirituality is very much an individual and personal thing. I'm quite spiritual, but don't ask me to define or label it, as I never will. I will say that there are aspects of Buddhism, Taoism, and Native American "religions" that appeal to me, and I have adopted a few of their concepts into my "spiritual life". This is the best that I can do, in order to explain my religious beliefs.
Children, the elderly, and animals adore me. I tend to be very open, silly/goofy and playful around them, and they appreciate these quirks. My contemporaries sometimes misunderstand me, or peg me as "weird".
I have had the same best friend for 37 years. We were separated by chance/life for about 10 yrs, but when we reconnected, it was quite eerie how similar we were in our tastes, interests, and beliefs (especially when you consider that the years separated were the formative years of our teens and early 20's). She lives in NYC, and I go visit as often as I'm able...which is never often enough.
I dance to the beat of my own drummer, and I don't follow trends, or stand in line behind the masses; waiting to grab hold of whatever the latest fad, belief, or "cool" thing may be. Honestly, I'm a bit of a Luddite. I've become less and less materialistic as the years go by. I like my "stuff", but find that I could do without most of it.
I am complex, yet simple. I'm intelligent, but not pretentious about it. I am multi-faceted and multi-layered, yet easy to see into/through, if you know how/where to look.
I love to learn, yet have not had the time or opportunity to be a conventional student- more just a student of life. I would like to "go back to school" sometime in the next few years.
Literature, art (pottery, photography and painting) and music (guitar and folk harp) would be the primary focus of study, but I have several other interests that I'd really like to delve into, such as astronomy, archeology, geology and environmental studies. Lofty dreams? Maybe. Once I really set my mind to do something though....well, it usually gets done.
Relationships? What I need/look for in a partner, and promise to reciprocate? Trust, compatibility, respect, loyalty, honesty, challenge, complexity, intelligence, caring, humor, compassion, playfulness, intimacy, sensuality, creativity, adventure, flexibility, an open mind, an open heart, and endless possibilities.
I'll elaborate on a few of those:
Challenge- I need to be challenged. Emotionally, mentally and physically. I need to be kept on my toes and engaged, so I seek someone of similar mind set/need.
Complexity- I'd like to be with someone that I feel I'll never fully know, yet feel that I've always known. If that makes any sense? I like "onions", people that will always have hidden layers to be revealed.
Intimacy- Physical? Not just sex...but touching, cooking together- is there anything more intimate or sexy? (not for me), hugging, caressing, walking hand-in-hand through the woods, dancing, kissing, swimming together in an isolated lake, eye contact, massage, etc. Mental/emotional intimacy? Sharing of thoughts and feelings, being present and available, being patient and understanding, the ability to compromise, acceptance, to learn, to teach, to grow....together, rather than apart.
Playfulness- I'll always be a kid a heart. Pillow-fights, wrestling, teasing, jumping in puddles, chasing fireflies, building a snowman, a fierce game of Scrabble or cards, and assorted practical jokes (harmless ones) .....all things that I'd like to share with my partner.
An open heart- I've been hurt and damaged by a prior relationship, however, I realize that all men are not horrible. Out of the billions of men out there, I'd have to guess that there are a few who, like me, have been hurt/damaged, but are open to the possibility of finding "the one".
Some words that I would use to describe myself? Curious (about everything), thoughtful, kind, compassionate, caring, nurturing, silly, insightful, creative, honest (to a fault), playful, adventurous, inquisitive, passionate, talkative (if I'm quiet...I'm "talking" in my head), loyal, dependable, stubborn (as a mule), sensual, opinionated, very protective of those I care about, intelligent, free-spirited, open-minded, sensitive, and trustworthy.
Any person that enters my life should possess many of these same qualities. I'm not perfect... no one is. Perfection is an illusion. I DO strive to be the very best person that I am capable of being, and expect the same of others.
Likes: Walks/sitting in the rain (weird, I know), seeing sunrise/sunsets, stars/moon/astronomy, bouncing around like a 5 yr old when I see a falling star/meteor/fireball, random acts of kindness, someone smiling at me for no apparent reason, practical jokes, food fights, watching a parent comfort an upset/hurt child, listening to babies giggle, the smell of a 4 week old puppy, kitten kisses, talking to my goofy Cockatoo...and having him answer with pure gibberish, watching and listening to a good thunderstorm while cuddled up with someone that I'm fond of, falling asleep to the sound of rain on a metal roof (or tent), sleeping in on a rainy morning. Long, slow, passionate kisses that last/seem to last forever.., my feet in the water (ocean/lake), my feet buried in warm sand, building sand castles, creating something from absolutely nothing, light-bulb moments, teasing people, laughing so hard that your face AND belly hurt, seeing people transform themselves into their true selves, communication, political/social debates (not arguments), the simple joy of discovery, homemade soup (split pea and ham, spicy smoked turkey and bean, Chili), ethnic food- Curry, Pad Thai, spring rolls w/plum sauce, authentic mexican, Sushi!!, moo shu chicken (I like the mess!), gyros, falafel, baklava, jerk chicken and festival, lobster pizza @ Jamaica Tamboo in Negril, fresh pineapple and coco bread with a cup of Blue Mountain coffee @ Alfred's. Yum...time to go back to Jamaica!
Did I mention travel?? I have the bug...big time. If I ever had the good fortune to win the lottery, I'd give most of it away, and spend the next 10 yrs getting lost all over the world. Literally.
A backpack, my passport, a cell phone, a GPS...and hopefully, an entertaining travel companion to keep me company.
Dislikes: Liars/lies, Greed, dishonesty, cruelty, anger/rage, fighting, hostility, ignorance, bullying, MOSQUITO BITES, june bugs (what purpose do they serve, other than to get stuck in your hair!?), a parent yelling at a child, abuse of any kind, disrespect, disloyalty, stepping in pet puke with bare feet!! Eggplant, pine nuts, stilton/blue cheese, the moldy "mystery gunk" that you find in the back if the refrigerator..
I do have a weakness for the artistic....musicians, artists (of ANY kind), writers, and all those creative souls who are often described as "dreamers".
'You may say that I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one..' -John Lennon
This quote is on a bracelet that I wear most of the time.
I'm feeling a rebirth coming on (mid-life crisis, a few years early?).
Just ready to explore all the options out there. My adventurous spirit is ready to kick into high-gear....and the world is my oyster!
What the hell does that mean, anyway?!!
Putting up a tent...in the dark...by myself.
Doing a 180 on a canoe seat...without dumping.
(Edit: As of a few days ago, I chopped a good portion of that unusually long hair off, and donated it...sorry to all of those fans of very long hair....on the bight side? It will grow back!)
Music? I couldn't even begin. It runs the gambit. I have very little tolerance for newer country and raunchy/misogynistic rap, however.
Books? Pratchett, Poe, Hiaasen, Agatha Christie, Steinbeck, Irving, Mark Twain, Harper Lee, Pearl Buck, J.D. Salinger, Dr. Suess, Shel Silverstein, P.G. Wodehouse, the Dictionary (I'm a wanna-be linguist and a total lexophile), and many others.
I don't read as often as I'd like.
What is my bird REALLY laughing at, when he laughs at me? Can he possibly have a sense of humor? Or is he just anticipating MY laugh?
Why do men think that listing NASCAR as a hobby would be at all appealing to a woman? Seriously? I could understand (and even possibly admire you) if you were a member of a pit-crew, or a driver....but is watching it on your over-priced 60 inch big-screen really a hobby??? Or even a pastime? Hmmm....
(I'd hate to offend anyone here, so let me just say that it's perfectly fine for you to enjoy NASCAR. Really. Maybe leave that bit out of your profile on a dating site though....??)
What gives men, who are clearly 50-80lbs overweight, the right/ the audacity to insist that any potential date/GF be built like Jessica Alba/or Biel. I'm sorry, but is this not a bit of a (a huge!) double standard? Isn't it? Anyone, anyone....????
These aren't really things that I think about often (except for the bird thing...), but when asked this question on a dating site, well, these are things that start clouding my mind with wonder.....
Update: recently moved from a small town 20 miles from the Iowa state line, to the sprawling metropolis
of Mankato. I'll have to start working on this Friday night thing, now that there's actually things to do!!
I happen to be one of the very few people on the face of this planet who KNOWS (with 99% certainty) where Jimmy Hoffa was "disposed of". I'm deadly (pun intended) serious. This is very privileged information, and I will not be sharing it with just anyone...so don't even try to worm/finagle it out of me!!
Someone suggested that I resubmit the original risque/lusty answer, so I'll comply and give the abbreviated version:
I've always wanted to sneak out behind the tent while camping, and "make love" in the pouring rain.
On a more serious note (not that the above paragraph isn't serious, and it IS true) and about the most private thing that I'm willing to reveal here, to the world, is that I would give my left nut
(if I had a left nut to give..) to live the life of Dorothy Molter (RIP).
I, however, would need a companion (partner in crime) in order to be truly happy living that life. I often wondered how she did it, all those years on her own. If you know about Dorothy, without having to goggle her, I suggest that you email me, pronto. If you find the need to google her, and what you learn interests/intrigues you...again, we should talk. If you ever met Dorothy, and have stories to share, I would LOVE to hear them.
I've never had the opportunity to visit her museum, but this is high-up on my bucket list.....road-trip anyone??