I am that I am, a 33yo father of 2 beautiful boys, a soldier, & divorcee. I'm a Gemineye lovechild of Jah's freak-nasty-nature & Buddha's Delight. Somedays, I'm inspired by genius, other days, driven by foolishness. I'm pitifully overeducated, formally labelled an, "underachiever," w/enough credits for 3 degrees; and, despite what my doctors say, I stubbornly believe my ADHD comes in handy. I like to think I'm, handsome (in timeless way), witty (with a dash of dork), playful, sensual, creative, unconventional, & resourceful. Raised by hippies, slackers and a potpourri of other freaks, I lived like an orphan; maybe, as a gypsy, is a better analogy. Seems like I've been traveling forever. My travels have taught me many lessons, not the least of which is you don't have to move a muscle to find yourself, the journey is definitely what it's all about, music & dance can make friends out of enemies, respect & compassion are universal and love conquers all. I've stopped chasing my rock-n-roll fantasies; but, I've held onto my dreams.
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Happiness is precious, but it's fleeting and overrated because attached to it is despair. It's impossible to have one without the other; just as it's impossible to have hope without fear. I prefer emptyness, not in a morbid sense, but in a balanced sense, for it's simplicity and for optimal adaptability. When I speak of emptiness, I really mean letting go of attachments. This way, I can experience life fully and suffer less. Ironically, I'm helplessly reliant upon humor for the strength to be honest with myself and compassion for the courage to face my fears. I consider this to be integrity, and for me, it's fundamental to successful living.

Life is meant to be challenging. Everyday, I'm inspired, in some way, by the heroism in everyone I meet. I've much work to do, on myself, for my children, for others. I consider my thirties the re-"formative years." Success, for me, is not measured by how high or far I go. It's simply about satisfying my own desires, about being true to myself. I want to live everyday like it's my last. Whatever I acquire, will be left behind, when the time comes for me to leave this world. But the legacy I truly wish to leave my children is that of a loving father who remains always in their hearts and minds, inspiring them with confidence and joy; and, someone who lived up to his potential for self-fulfillment, someone who turned failures into fertilizer and who celebrated accomplishments; someone lived by example, demonstrating all those annoying things about which he lectured them.

Connections I seek...romantic freaks of nature, passionate love children, spiritual warriors, playful soulmates, benevolent sentient lifeforms.

hmmm...this really depends on the person. But, basically, I want to have fun while we learn about one another. I like to keep it simple. Honestly, when it comes to dressing up, I could use some help. Anyway, I prefer spontenaity over formal engagements. This gives us the chance to learn about one another naturally, without the artifice. I like to explore and I enjoy little adventures because I'm a firm believer in the absurd waste of time, so long as I'm in good company: getting lost driving down unfamiliar roads, fossil hunting for prehistoric aliens, 99cent specials, yard sales, a random carnival, hot air balloon rides, frisbee golf, whatever's clever. Enjoying each other's company, in a relaxing, fun way is what it's all about.

Dating Scenario,
mmmk, a for instance then...imagine, if you dare, we've made several appointments to view houses for sale along the SW Australian shores, in some lavish district. We know it's a lavish district because, they've cut down all the trees, named the streets after them and the grapevined driveways fade away, past the horizon. Anywayz, we pretend we're married and while viewing, charmingly request that we have dinner delivered, so we could experience the ambi-Yance. The realtor will, of course, think they've been invited. But, as they linger, or when they protest, we'll both respond, in unison, by simply inclining our noses just so, blocking the light, casting a silent shadow over their head and with a limp-wristed shoo-shoo, send them away. We'de, of course, promise the key would be in the drop-box, next morn, as they shuffled past our eminence. We'll stand, statuesque, unto the door shuts; then, open all the bottles of wine...(for breathing, breathalizer...comparison study type sampling), order local Indian cuizine...(briefly pausing to consider having the realtor deliver), fire up the jacuzzi, , and laugh about all the fun our friends are missing. After pickling for a spell, we'de drip irreverently across the carpet, onto the bed...wait, no....rewind,...After plucking ourselves from the hot tub or whatever is gripping us at that moment, we'de secure what's left of the wine, dead-bolt the doors and run off to test drive Audis, Lotus Supremes, or anything we've never driven before but always wanted to drive. Drunk with laughter, we could end the night, running naked down the beach, pretending we were chasing a thief that slole our clothes. We'll call the cops, to report the crime, and demand hot chocolate. As the APB's are issued, we'll sneak off, wrapped in fire blankets, jump in our convertable and scurry "home" to compare the quality of our hot-chocolate stained lips.

Jimminy Crckets, I can't believe I wrote all that. I do like to pretend and play. But, I'm just as content to lay by the fire and sip wine, staring into a lover's eyes, speaking in tongues and hand language. It just depends. It's all about the vibe we share. Anything's possible.