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Toronto Ontario Canada |
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About Me:
Erudite, established, sense of humor, into humanities, poetry, history, the human condition, decency ; Looking for imperfect you… to meet imperfect me; a perfect match!!!
here is my "life resume"; the principal traits of my personality:
sense of humor: can't imagine living without breathing or humor
romantic: still believe in love ; I certainly believe in loving ; find poetry essential
nature loving: have two dogs ; love the country ; Nature is sane
insightful, inquisitive : crazy about history ; philosophy ; humanities ; writhing
successful: distinguished in my profession; made money ; am a mench
direct: tired of BS ; don't give , don't take
I am 57, a son, a father, (no ghost, holy or otherwise) a widower, a divorcee, an industrial designer specializing in jewelry design. I am fond of books, music, poetry, history, the human condition, not a bad dancer, love skiing, sailing, walking, touring, traveling, cooking, good conversation and irreverence
Unaffected sentiment, laughter, intelligence are things I admire and endeavor to live by. I finally realized I don't want to be different, I want to be like every body else except better.
I mentioned that poetry is a part of life I can't do with out; here is one of my favorite verses:
From this kind of longing
Bones turn into flutes
From this kind of craving
Bog reeds ignite
From this kind of knowledge
Life itself cracks open
And bundles of flame
Explode underfoot.
From this kind of longing
Sand becomes fertile
From this kind of craving
The banks fords the river
And mountains join
In a finger clasp
If this is love
What was doesn't count.
Who I Would Like To Meet:
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Niky
