I'm here for probably the same reason the rest of you are, I don't quite fit into conventional society. I was the odd kid out. Now I am the odd adult in the group.
Basics are this: I have lots of interests and can be conversant on many topics. I love archaeology, art, history, differences in cultures, reading, watching films, listening to music of all sorts, hiking, poetry, astronomy, architecture, ways different cultures treat their dead, lithics, and a lot more. I've been told I have a dark heart. I have ecclectic tastes and can't possibly list everything in music, books or movies that I like. If I don't know something, I am willing to learn about it.
I live in a very tiny conservative town. My "normal" friends only want to be with me for the same reason they have a token person of color as a friend. It's so they can say they aren't biased. There are no clubs, no gothy places to shop or hang out here.
I am happily married, but I am looking for friends with similar interests.
I'm a Christian. Calm down, I'm not here to convert you. I know there is hypocrisy on both sides of the church door. You know who you are.
Anyway, that is the quick and dirty version. Feel free to ask me if you want to know more.
Your Personality Profile
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You are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.
Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.
You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.
For you, comfort and calm are very important.
You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.
You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.
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Not sure I agree with all that personality test says, but it is flattering.
Snow Bound...dedicated to the lover of my dark heart
Snowflakes drop wetly, lazily onto our skin,
Each one a tiny, icy kiss from Death.
We lay cradled in the snow looking skyward,
the chilly whiteness embraces us from beneath.
Sun-dappled shadows play tag among the trees,
While shiny clouds sail on high, taking shapes unique.
I glance over at you to see you smiling in contentment,
frenzied bliss over, heated snow rises as steam.
This moment will never come, shall not be...
frozen beauty, time stands still, here in my dream.
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SORRY (to my best friend)
How I wish to take back the words I penned,
Though misunderstood, they caused you hurt.
I hate myself, I have truly sinned.
My words, how I can not correctly frame
An expressive sentence, or use the right punctuation,
I should write more carefully what I mean, I take the blame.
Words pierce better than steel,
I wish I could use them on your enemies,
(Like me), make them know the hurt you feel.
Twisted words, carelessly written are like a foe,
But, I mis-wrote and did not explain well, so unintentionally
I harmed you, my sweet Dark Hero.
I would bathe you and wash away your hurt with my tears,
I feel that would still not be good enough,
It would probably drown us both I fear.
I would kiss your face and body from head to toe,
If I thought it would make you forget
The pain I caused you, it wouldn’t, I know.
I would wrestle Chronos hand-to-hand,
To remove those words, rearrange them, explain eloquently how I feel,
Moving Time back, those days and hours returned I would demand!
My heart aches for my words have caused you pain.
I would die this moment if it healed your hurt,
And let God punish me in the lake of eternal flame.
I die minute by minute as I wait
For your forgiveness; I promise to write more carefully,
Don’t let it be too late.
I love you, don’t make me worry,
Our friendship means too much to me.
For hurting you, I will always be sorry.
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