I am a 46-year-old capricornian male looking for love. I am not looking for superficial or fleeting love—the type of generated-dross of The Bachelor or the love-lust that Nigella Lawson has for chocolate. I am looking, instead, for love that is instant and lasting, deep and meaningful, requited and resilient.
I would prefer a woman, but a man with feminine features and traits would be okay.
I live in a world of my own, mercifully free of chemtrails, where visits by extra-terrestrials are common and welcomed, and where the very atmosphere is imbued by a relaxing rejuvenating purple hue. It is a world which I wish to share with you.
Physical characteristics mean nothing to me, nor should they mean anything to you. What is a body, other than a haven for the mind? It is your mind that I am interested and my only wish is to meld mine with yours.
You do not have to educated. Education is but a journey and we shall share that journey together. We will have no clear direction on our journey. Direction is meaningless in the face of fate, and we will I know be drawn together by fate, for we—you and I—are kindred souls, destined to be together.
You do not need to apply. I know who you are. Just send a mind message and we will interact, we will engage, we will be one.
Meet me in the toilets out the back of New World tonight at 11.30.
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