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a being in human form with beliefs and ideals that seem alien to this current human culture... I find myself in stories and songs that reflect other ways to be, harmless and gentle and loving ways to be in harmony with all energy and matter... ironically, I am most comfortable in science fiction...


share and care as honestly and openly as I am able... I strive to help anyone who seeks or accepts whatever help I can offer as well as I am able with as little harm as possible, because this is what I enjoy doing most... meditation through music, writing, and running are my solitary paths to peace and euphoria... and I search for the life partner perfect for me...











ah... a good re-defining of self is refreshing every once in a while... healthy, even... more consistent exercise would add to the healthy part... even if I'm the only one who see it... what I want today can be found on my wantlist (linked below), but above all else I want some feedback, especially from someone who truly knows and understands me... that might take forever, but then, it's already been forever and we're just waiting to find each other... a moment is all we need, for a moment is all there is...

until the next moment...

if you want to know me, read the book I'm currently reading (Friday, by Robert Heinlein)... I'm a lot like her (Friday), though I am not genetically enhanced and don't have her physical abilities or appearance (however you may imagine her)... I refer to personality... and in some ways, we're probably polar opposites... if you really want to know me, come spend some time with me... open the book that I am and read and let me know you...

ever since the first thought I can remember
I've been wanting to find my life's rhyme
the one perfect partner who was meant for me
to be together beyond the end of time

some may call me a hopeless romantic
maybe they are just afraid to try
what heart would turn down the sweetest feeling
of knowing you'll never know goodbye

spirits call from beyond life to gather
love is nothing if we don't believe
truth is love is mutual believing
the love you give is all you can receive

but unconditional trust
giving your very survival away
even for a moment
is the secret to passion's play
profoundly reaching past lust
beyond that which any words could say
unconditional trust
is what I want most today

some may say what I seek can not happen
I don't mind living quixotic dreams
someone somewhere is yearning for the same things
and finding her is what my life means

truth is love is mutual believing
the love you give is all you can receive
after time stops counting days
through eternal passion plays
we will be sharing our ways
believe
love is nothing if we don't believe
I seek the one who lives to believe

sooner or later, someone will come along (there IS always hope, {and with serious giggles} dammit!) and the searching longing wanting to find her will be over... wonder what the focus of life and these rambles will be then J

when your whole world is spinning
faster than you can see
just hold on and focus
and you will find me

when your whole world is rumbling
and you feel lost at sea
just hold on and focus
and you will find me

and when you're out of focus
and hope has waned to gone
just hold on, just hold on
I'll help you carry on

when all your days are dreary
when life is tragedy
just hold on to something
soon you will be free

when all your nights are lonely
when life is misery
just hold on to this dream
and you will find me

when you have run out of sleep
and and confusion is all you see
just call my name and hold on
and you will find me
I will come running to your side
you can lean on me

and when you're out of focus
and hope has waned to gone
just hold on, just hold on
I'll help you carry on

when giving up is where you're at
and life seems to long a ride
just call my name and you'll find me
I will be at your side
you can lean on me
when you need to hide
you can lean on me

. o O ( and suddenly... it stops ) O o .

to continue in silence
until suddenly it will appear again
ask if you want to know when



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