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Wylde |
| Location |
Canberra, A.C.T., Australia |
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06-06-2008 12:56 PM |
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Blue |
| My Hair |
Brown |
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My Height |
5 Feet 11 Inches (180cm) |
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Athletic |
| My Education |
PhD/Post doctorate |
| Ethnicity |
I will tell later |
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| Religion |
I will tell later |
| Marital
Status |
Divorced |
| Smoking |
No Smoke |
| Drinking |
Light/social |
| Sex |
Male |
| Looking
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Female |
| Age |
63 years old |
| Zodiac
Sign |
Capricorn |
| Current
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not rated |
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| Some say nobody really reads what we write about ourselves on these sites. They look only at the photographs and judge what they see from these.
So, I’ll post photographs.
But just in case you are someone who would read what I have to day, I’ll make time to tell you.
I’ve already listed my homeland: I’m Australian. I’m both simple and complex. I am honest, loyal and genuine. These are qualities I like most in others as well. I am a tactile person as well as auditory – I respond to sounds, to music, the quality of natural sounds, voices, music. And I am a visual person.
I'm as much eclectic as I am simple as I am complex. Apples and bananas. Whimsical. Alert for adventure, yet seeking to settle awhile.
My interests are not distracted with shiny baubles, things, cars and people. Digital gadgetry holds little appeal. Motor cars even less. Unless they're from a stylish country, era pre-1970s, British or French or Italian with design flair and grace, using iron levers mechanicals and style, with more a sense of speed than cocooned isolation. New jellybean motor cars have no appeal for me.
And if clothes from earlier periods were available new in the shops I'd be happier. For now I'll settle to wear pioneer garb, and a suit or black tie only when I must meet convention.
Economics, money, comfort are important. But these are basic. I prefer other topics sprinkled in conversation. Daily grind and survival are quintessential. Like the toaster and the computer. But I am not interested in discussing how they work. Unless it is in context.
I read. Lots. Pierre Teillhard – Letters, Human Energy Phenomenon, Oscar Wilde - Dorian Grey plays short stories poetry, Paul burke - Life of Untorn Tickets, WB Yeats - Celtic Twilight Mythologies, poetry, Stephanie Cowell - Der Medicus Marrying Mozart, Sarah Gruen - Riding Lessons Water for Es, Keneally, the backs of breakfast cereal packets, eclectic magazines, letters from friends.
I like most music, although I struggle sometimes with contemporary Japanese cartoon anime scores and aggressive political rap.
Latin classical opera ballet folk - as long as it has rhythm, if not melody.
Viktoria Mullova Van Morrison BB King Ghost Train Tom Waites Bjork Nick Cave Coco Rosie Narada Spooky More, including… Class – Chopin, Grieg, Beethoven, Czerny… Opera – Mozart, Verdi, Wagner, Bizet, Gounod, Fauvre, Rossini… Serious – Mullova as I said, R Russell Bennett, P Czaplowski, S Milliken, C Adams, P Sculthorpe, Nguyen Thien Dao… Ballet – Tchaikovsky, Delibes… Folk – anon… Ballads, Country, Blues, Jazz, Rock and Pop… Leningrad Cowboys GTrain Tom Waites The Stones Moody Blues C Rosie Narada Spooky. |
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| "Hobbies"..? Mmm.. This word devalues the respect and regard I have for the many things that absorb my interest. Literature, art, music, poetry, conversation, friends, theatre, dance, cinema, hiking, outdoors, camping, exploring, sport.
All these things are much more than mere "hobbies" or distractions. They are part of my way of life.
I retain active interests in all these things. I paint, I write music - a bit. I go out into the bush hiking and camping. Climbing. I am a former athlete and I enjoy cycling daily - both road and mountain bike.
Then there's -
Families
Cultural anthropology,
Debate
Friends
Social courtesy
Ethics and etiquette
Love
True Friendship
Philosophy, morality, lateral societies
Trust and Loyalty in a relationship, confronting issues and willingness to leave no stone unturned in an attempt to resolve a conflict before abandoning it.
Scents and smells. Fresh paper and newsprint, printmaking, old books and manuscripts, buildings, pianos, cars, river ferries, desert air at dusk
Tactile encounters. The 24-7 touch of a loved one. That feeling within on the Plenty Highway approaching Boulia above the Simpson and camping beyond the ‘black stump’ or west of Bourke. Min Mins contacts. Meeting a big male kangaroo shepherding his family to a river. Brushed by a tiger beside a jungle campfire. An elephant in the clearing. A tree tops Orang Utan. A saltwater crocodile slide. The presence of the god Pan in the bend of a mountain stream. A South Island tremor. An Okinawa Sakura…
Music hall…
The South of England
Czechoslovakia
Scandinavia
Latin culture
Peru
Brazil
Argentina -
Australia
New Zealand
Sabah
Sarawak
Mt Kinabalu
Cambodia
Vietnam
1820-1920 Industrial History
Alchemy
Napoleon Bonaparte
The Normans
Antiquities
The Ancients
The Pintubi and the agrarian western aboriginals of Australia
Lesbos, Limnos and Corfus
Alice Springs
Some non-vertical non-mainland Japanese, Korean, North Borneo, Malay culture, visual kei.
Life Drawing
Black and White photography
Black and White people animals
Black Animals
White animals
Black people
White people
Having, holding, seeing crafted and care worn things, trinkets
Edwardian, Victorian and Colonial era clothes and pieces
Sounds of rain, people, animals, instruments, carnival, the beach,
The Seasons
Temperature
Exploring
In an old seaport or on a mountain or in a desert in a thunderstorm
Experimental Theatre
Modern Opera and Ballet
All forms of alternatives
Border Collies and Irish Setters and Labradors
Percherons and Quarter Horses
Birds and the gothic history of lolitas and flying bats
Tiger Moths and flying boats
Theme parties and dinners
Body art, uniform clothing, fashion design
Reading - everything
Tea
Pumpkin
Design
Film – non-digital cine and still
Old steam and diesel engineering
Classic motor cars, aircraft, boats, and engineering
Bridges
Moondancing
Climbing Rocks
Geomorphology
Digging - a garden, an abandoned desert fringe homestead orchard, an old goldfields cafe, the Beadell sands of the Great Victoria
Magic
Opshops, slightly read bookshops
Retrospective movies
Museums and Galleries
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| For whom my quest? Simple + complex:
Someone who matches, meets, wants my own measure of masculine-feminine awareness, culture, art and adventure as I am inspired by her femininity and her independent wit and art.
Someone involved, inspiring, inspired, intelligent, involved with, passionate about, design, art, music, nature, life and the sense of visual and auditory tactility.
Someone who can weave wonder.
She must be genuine, like me. I do not wish to 'play games', nor do I want someone to waste time here with Internet 'game playing'.
Intellect, morality, ethics, inspiration, and sense of adventure are essential.
Race is immaterial. I'd like her not to be prejudiced because I am not prejudiced. Colour is immaterial. I am an artist who delights in colours as much as I enjoy the layered shades of white and black. A healthy colour, of course, is paramount.
And that must come from deep within. From the soul.
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But please - no scammers from African former Soviet countries looking to play emotional games and con 'tricks'..... |
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| Stereotypical "dates" rarely match their 'Hollywood" fantasy.
My ideal "date" I guess would be one that began way ahead of the meeting - even if we were married or living together. It would begin with the notion, the invitation, the time and place in mind, the preparation, the anticipation, the excitement of looking forward to being together, sharing whatever and wherever our date would be, and what it would entail.
For example, a "date" bushwalking or picnicking by a mountain stream, a lake or a coastal beach would be wonderful. As would an evening at the theatre.
And yes, touching, hand in hand, soul to soul, eyelid to eyelid, breath to breath, lost in the scent of a honeysuckle night or an hibiscus afternoon... This would be would be ecstasy.
Imagery, feeling, soft smells, skin touching... A three-quarter Eumundi moon, or an electric starry night in one of the living deserts of Australia.
Walking by Lake Taupo in New Zealand on a balmy Spring evening.
Climbing through the Australian High Country early Autumn.
Along the Selangor Tops on the Malay Peninsular.
Hiking from the Mekong to Angkor Wat, or upward atop Mt Bromo then over to Borrabadur - if that's her want.
I'd want to share her romance as much as I'd wish her to share mine.
And although it would be important to plan for special times ahead, I'd like to believe we would retain most of the magic of dating every day and night of the week.
In all the little things as much as the big things. |
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