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Calgary, Alberta, Canada
67 years old
Caucasian / White
Body type:
6' 3"  (191cm)
Scorpio (Oct 23 - Nov 22)
Marital status:
Single (divorced)
Have Kids:
Not home
Want Kids:
Probably not
Income: undisclosed
Relocation: Possible
Relationship: Casual dates OR serious relationship/marriage OR activity partner

My description:

How faces look familiar perchance their expression. Like a previous fleeting encounter stored away in memories. Wonder how life unfolds in the sight of others. It's late I'm still awake, stirred by a sense of distance that my thoughts bridge, speculate on what you feel.
The creative word that gave me identity and caused me to be; your clear mind and forgiving heart and then kisses from the one I love, all else is sweet noise. Until the day it all goes away...but something new, unknown will take hold and replace the old, the familiar. Love will remain, always and I can't do without. Still, I find myself longing for a lover, who will take me.


When every day has it's potentials, it's mysteries, how will I fit in? How much will I give and how much do I need to take. When justice is my guide, peaceful results are likely. Still here we are in our current turmoil globally and individually. Many have not found their inner justice and peace, let alone stepping away from those concepts and constrains all together. I’m not saying that I have arrived. What will stay behind, as my transient footprints dry away in an afternoon’s sun? I need to  become more conscious of my ‘now,’ focusing on ‘my’ purpose. What is it?


Exercise recalibrates me. When I push my body through a distance on foot, wheels or boards and when much of it feels effortless, I realize how my motion, my breath and heartbeat blend into a realm of meditation. A time of gratitude and joy, rather than an exercise of timekeeping and stats.


I’m quite amazed, that I dwell in this low stress existence, never forgetting that in rush hour traffic the low stress existence can become a faint memory, in a split second, lol. Later, back at home I might pick up my guitar and write a song about it, or not.







Downtown on a crowded sidewalk, you start to beat-box and convince a passerby to fire-eat. My attempt of a one-armed hand stand fails miserably. The smell of singed hair too pungent, he should have shaved before playing with matches.

We excuse ourselves and dash to a departing postal carriage. Out of breath, laughing, we're seated. A snip of your petticoat still caught between the door.


Finally, alone, we can talk. Now tell me about the mysterious creature, you are.

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