You may think me a fool. And you may think right. But I don't actually give a damn.
Because I know the truth. And I know how it feels. So... I search.

Hello. I'm just a stranger on the internet. And my life's ambition is True Love.

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I think it’s remarkable what one can do with a few written letters or a couple spoken sounds. In a single breath or a lone sentence, so very much can be said if it is said with feeling and fidelity. For this, I have the utmost respect for the meaning and arrangement of words. So if you do happen to read this, and especially if you do happen to know me, just understand these things I say are as honest as they are momently deliberate.

And now I tell you who I am without any tangible facts.

I am an idealist in the matters of the heart. I believe in love, monogamy, marriage, and giving your life to the love of your life. I am unrealistic, naïve, foolish- and I am grateful for this. I try to fight off cynicism even as everything around me contradicts my convictions. I am the proverbial “hopeless romantic”. But I’m not asinine enough to think true love is a romp in a never-ending field of peaches and cream. I know relationships require work, growth, patience and all things hearty. But certain things shouldn’t be forced. And I refuse to settle for anything less than the real thing.

I am an oxymoron through and through. I am seriously ridiculous yet ridiculously serious to name a few.
Complexly simple, sensibly senseless, obscenely respectful, and all their opposites to name a few more.

Along those lines, I have such a logic and reason about me (especially for a man who sides truth with feeling). It allows me to remove myself and my inherent bias from any given situation or conversation. So I am quite fortunate to be someone who can sincerely say it is not in my nature to judge, let alone prejudge. I think all generalizations are wrong (including this one). And I have no regard for bigotry.

That said, what is the deal with Finnish people?



(the arbitrary dancing banana implies jest)

“The only people for me are the mad ones…”

True sanity is defined by self, not society. And true insanity is violating your morals for their mores.

There is nothing sexier than a woman who gives a damn. And shows it.

Words are well and lovely to me, as I've said. But don't you think for a second I don't appreciate how beautiful it is to just shut the **** up and truly hold the woman you want to hold more than anything in this world.

"The proof of the pudding is in the eating."

Life is far too short to not make love every day of it.

^Note the word selection.

I have no interest in anything without the strings. I want the strings. I need the strings. And I might as well be a marionette because, honestly, it is the strings that give me life.

I don't play it cool, hard, safe or rough. If I like you, you'll know it. And if I love you, you'll feel it.

I don't fear waking up next to the same woman every morning for the rest of my mornings- I hope for it.

I believe in Love in all its forms (humanity, kindness, selflessness, empathy, common decency) far too much to ever hate another soul.

What I'm doing with my life

I am ____________ ... simply trying to fill in the blank.

Truthfully, I don't know where I'm going or what I'll be doing.

But I do know who I am. I know what I want. And I know all that I have to give for it.

I'm really good at

Sometimes I have my way with words. Sometimes they have their way with me.
But every once in a special while, we consummate our creatively destructive relationship consensually.

If only I was born with some inkling of musical talent, I'd make a GREAT mediocre songwriter.
Alas, though, I think I should just work for Hallmark or Panda Express with these little blurbs I write...

"Hope is the greatest thing of all. It is greater than peace; it is greater than love; and it is greater than happiness. Because if none of those be, there is always the hope for peace, love, and happiness."

"Learn from the hardships of yesterday. Laugh at the humor of today. Live for the hope of tomorrow."

"While there is every reason to love, there is no reason in love."

"Your lucky numbers are: 7, 12, 25, 31, 34."

The first thing(s) people usually notice about me

Contrary to all you just read, I can dish out good humor like an ice cream man on Ice Cream Bar Giveaway Day.

That is so ****ing stupid.

The six things I could never do without

-My niece and nephew

-Hope (like some jackass once said, "Hope is the greatest thing of all. It is greater than peace; it is greater than love; and it is greater than happiness. Because if none of those be, there is always the hope for peace, love, and happiness")

-Unbridled affection

-The funny little things that make up life

-Non sequiturs

-Sugar-free, cancer-full gum

I spend a lot of time thinking about

The 1893 Chicago World's Fair.

Seriously.

I really don't think like most people. Yes, I realize how flawed that statement is. I mean, how could I possibly know how other people think?

I just seem to notice the bits that are often overlooked. Perhaps that is the writer in me... or the comedian in me... or a combination of both.

Most probably it's because I naturally appreciate the minute eccentricities that make this world what it is... for both the good and the bad (which I mean in the broadest terms (because, to me, good and bad is like West Virginia... it's all relative (and, no, I don't actually think that about the fair Mountain State (I just enjoy the most extreme versions of stereotypes (because by making a stereotype so absurd that only a fool could believe it, you are effectively destroying the stereotype (and in case you haven't noticed, I have no issues with parenthesis inside parenthesis inside parenthesis inside further parenthesis inside even more parenthesis inside yet another set of parenthesis (all properly punctuated, of course))))))).

Some find this a turn-off.

Others find this an incredible turn-off.

You should message me if

You can't be defined in a million words or less.
You can't be painted in a million strokes or less.
You can't be connected in a million dots or less.
You can't be solved in a million pieces or less.
You can't be settled in a million years or less.

Oh... and if you're my 'soulmate', I would be mildly interested in getting to know you.

Apparently there is a word limit to a profile. And in my vainglorious romanticism, I exceeded it. So I'll just leave this here...

I believe my two little cents make too little sense for most people.
And, for the most part, I am okay with that. After all, I am not looking here or there or anywhere for 'people'. My search is far more singular.

But I often do wonder if I come across far more naive than I truly am.
Maybe I do walk a fine line between the sanity of my reality and the insanity of my beliefs. Such is the basis of my profile's first words.

So, yes, you can say I am the man standing on the edge of the frame.
But make no mistake, I am there by reason and choice. And from there, I can see it all- the whole picture in its beauty. And I can appreciate it.

From this edge is where I look. Where I hope. Where I feel. Where I breathe.
And from this edge I am always ready to fall. Such is the edge's truth.
But I am no fool on this edge. I know the worth of this spot of mine.
So I will never fall for the thrill. I will never fall for the novelty. I will never fall for the difference.
I will never fall for the idea. I will never fall for my hopes. I will never fall for my dreams. I will never fall for the fall.

I would only fall for the person, if and when I ever fall.
And only for who that person truly is, would I jump.