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About Me

Despite my advanced age (old enough to be your Grandmother)and vast experience, (married almost as many times as Liz) I am still willing to admit I have been looking for "Prince Charming," or whoever the modern interpretation of such a projection would be. I possess a facility for adapting to many varied realities (as long as they are palatable) and I don't seem to have the ability for boredom. If I'm stuck in a traffic jam, or any such equivilant, I retreat into my mind and go off on tangents until I inevitably pass my destination. I'm the quiniscential "absent-minded professor" in an altogether different body. I am more creative than practical (read; good at some things/bad at others, hope you don't mind) I love to surround myself with visuals of beauty, which means all that such a broad statement would imply (ie; places, people and things) and have lived my life thus far to that end. I am not partial to cruelty, intolorance, narrow mindedness, shortsighteness and hate crimes. But then, who is? If inspired, I can whip up a mean oil portrait or cough up a children's book in under six months. Oh yeah, I like to bake cookies, too.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

...all the men I haven't already met-seriously, let me reflect... Like the character 'Pygmalion' of ancient myth who was compelled to carve his dream woman out of stone, I (at fifteen) painted an image and created a persona of the man I had been yearning for. (Let's just say, I wasn't too excited about the abundance of pimply-faced contemporaries at hand.) Unlike Pygmalion, however, all my praying and bargaining with the gods did not yield a real actuation of my fervent wish. So, flash forward three marriages and a few relationships later, I would have to admit, even at an age when I should have "known" better, I was still somehow finding myself seeking this particular man. And, although he was drawn out of the hazy desires of my youth, I had been still searching (on some sort of level) for what I wanted then. If you are actually still reading this, you may be asking, "Who the hell was he, exactly?" Well, he happened to be a nintenth century composer who was consumed by his work; a choir master during the day and an innovator at night-I'm talking classical music, guys. He was ahead of his time and his work was misunderstood, not gaining popularity until the world caught up to him. (Of course, after his "death.") He had a strong personality as most geniuses do and lead a rather singular life in his devotion to his muse. His relationships involving women were inevitably disappointing and eventually he avoided them altogether. (Well, naturally he was waiting for me, but I was born 150 years too late.) As I was the keeper of his flame, I got to create a timeless, almost perfect physical male specimen. (What do you know?!) He was tall in the era of short men, muscular, possessed a distinctive face-you know, fine bone structure, expressive eyes, intelligent brow-that sort of thing. His hair was long, thick and flowing but somewhat unkempt. Oh, and he was of Russian/German extraction. So...who on "My Space" comes close to this? Anyone?"

My Blog

A Place Called Paradise

Cast behind A heap of flesh Then the adorment of a soulmate lost A crown he bestowed is all that's left Tethered no more By such constrainsts Floating she takes broad wing Far flung by mortal's ignora...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 23:37:00 GMT

He will recognize himself...

Once... Evicted from slendar shards of solutude From where I walzed ignorant Before a golden helmet upon which A knight bearing primordial promise Impaling with an open heart And fingers crossed... &n...
Posted by on Sun, 01 Oct 2006 23:13:00 GMT