Tumbling down the rabbit hole, hand in hand

[Spiritedlady]

I’m bumping this because it deserves it and also because I’ve just cited it as a great example of a personal ad and I want the guy to see it

 

[Northward]

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[Northward]

A new year, a new decade (actually doesn't the new decade technically start in 2021?), and it sadly seems that the connections I was fortunate enough to make have all faded into the mist.

So I resurrect this old plea for a meaningful connection in the hopes that a kindred spirit is lurking out there.

Happy 2020 to all.

 

[Fishing57]

A new year, a new decade (actually doesn't the new decade technically start in 2021?), and it sadly seems that the connections I was fortunate enough to make have all faded into the mist.

So I resurrect this old plea for a meaningful connection in the hopes that a kindred spirit is lurking out there.

Happy 2020 to all.

Well said sir. I read your initial post, interesting that we all put on a veneer and no one really sees past that. My veneer is more casual, but the inner turmoil is there.

Let's hope this new year helps us with the rabbit hole!

 

[littlemissMT]

Kindred spirits

Thank you for writing such a wonderful explanation of my exact feelings. I put on my scrubs, makeup, and smile everyday to go fool everyone around me that this is who I am. All the while, wondering and wishing I could know what it feels like to let loose and explore my fantasies and imagination.

 

[Northward]

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[Northward]

Bumping up this old dinosaur of a personal in the faint hopes that it finds new eyes in 2021. Hope you all are doing well.

 

[Texastuffbbc]

I wear a mask every day. The mask is as follows.

Starched light blue shirt. Dark gray or khaki pants. Striped or foulard tie. Unassuming dress watch on brown leather. Hair buzzed to 3/8 of an inch. Glasses. Tie bar. Stainless steel double lined coffee thermos. Canvas messenger bag with plaid flannel lining. A print copy of the business section of the NY Times.

You get the idea.

And I suppose it's not so much a mask, as it is a veneer. A carefully cultivated veneer representing the aspect of my personality I am most comfortable sharing with the world. Conservative. Stoic. Easily blended into the background of your daily life.

But underneath the shell there's a swirling maelstrom of thought and curiosity. I only came to this realization recently. I was raised to be the person I project. And for quite some time I thought maybe that's who I was, down to the bones. Some epiphanies come late. Mine has only just revealed itself as I navigate through the downward slope of my 30s.

To be quite candid, there isn't much I am closed to exploring. So long as it is between consenting adults and nobody is being hurt, my curiosity will more than likely get the better of me. In fact, often times the more odder and idiosyncratic, the better. Life is too short to tread on only the most commonly walked paths. I want somebody willing to trudge through the overgrown old trails of the subconscious most deem best to avoid.

The problem is, I exist in a world of similar veneers, similar impenetrable barriers to what's really lurking in a person's innermost caverns.

And I want a partner in this process. Somebody to tumble down this rabbit hole with me, hand in hand.

But I don't want to compromise. I'm educated, professional, fit, and aspire for the same in a woman. I don't like to dwell in cliches and netspeak. I like vivid language and I love the kind of deep, penetrative, psychologically rich conversation that leaves you simultaneously fearful of your vulnerability and aroused by the knowledge that you're sharing your deepest desires with a kindred spirit.

If you seek this too, then write to me.

Well done. There are lots of us guys around here that resemble this statement. There are also many of the beautiful females that have such a hardened shell that even the nice messages are viewed with suspicion. Many of us are college educated and have lived a conservative life, success along the way, and have cautiously removed some of the veneer. We are not thirsty, rude, or disrespectful. We are able to hold conversations without using vulgar language and three and four letter words to describe things are minimal. Many around here take seriously the literary side of our conversations, but until the window is cracked, friendships cannot be developed.

Ok enough said.

 

[AmberLGreen]

Well done. There are lots of us guys around here that resemble this statement. There are also many of the beautiful females that have such a hardened shell that even the nice messages are viewed with suspicion. Many of us are college educated and have lived a conservative life, success along the way, and have cautiously removed some of the veneer. We are not thirsty, rude, or disrespectful. We are able to hold conversations without using vulgar language and three and four letter words to describe things are minimal. Many around here take seriously the literary side of our conversations, but until the window is cracked, friendships cannot be developed.

Ok enough said.

I find my conversations with you to be very enlightening. Our conversations are topical, interesting and meaningful. I am pleased that we started chatting.

 

[Texastuffbbc]

I wear a mask every day. The mask is as follows.

Starched light blue shirt. Dark gray or khaki pants. Striped or foulard tie. Unassuming dress watch on brown leather. Hair buzzed to 3/8 of an inch. Glasses. Tie bar. Stainless steel double lined coffee thermos. Canvas messenger bag with plaid flannel lining. A print copy of the business section of the NY Times.

You get the idea.

And I suppose it's not so much a mask, as it is a veneer. A carefully cultivated veneer representing the aspect of my personality I am most comfortable sharing with the world. Conservative. Stoic. Easily blended into the background of your daily life.

But underneath the shell there's a swirling maelstrom of thought and curiosity. I only came to this realization recently. I was raised to be the person I project. And for quite some time I thought maybe that's who I was, down to the bones. Some epiphanies come late. Mine has only just revealed itself as I navigate through the downward slope of my 30s.

To be quite candid, there isn't much I am closed to exploring. So long as it is between consenting adults and nobody is being hurt, my curiosity will more than likely get the better of me. In fact, often times the more odder and idiosyncratic, the better. Life is too short to tread on only the most commonly walked paths. I want somebody willing to trudge through the overgrown old trails of the subconscious most deem best to avoid.

The problem is, I exist in a world of similar veneers, similar impenetrable barriers to what's really lurking in a person's innermost caverns.

And I want a partner in this process. Somebody to tumble down this rabbit hole with me, hand in hand.

But I don't want to compromise. I'm educated, professional, fit, and aspire for the same in a woman. I don't like to dwell in cliches and netspeak. I like vivid language and I love the kind of deep, penetrative, psychologically rich conversation that leaves you simultaneously fearful of your vulnerability and aroused by the knowledge that you're sharing your deepest desires with a kindred spirit.

If you seek this too, then write to me.

I find my conversations with you to be very enlightening. Our conversations are topical, interesting and meaningful. I am pleased that we started chatting.

Likewise and we talk like adults developing a friendship although we are miles away. Thank you for your kindness and genuine nature. You are such a jewel and I do appreciate that.

You stay safe and keep being who you are.

Jay from Texas