All the things NOT in your profile
You are not your age, nor the size of clothes you wear,You are not a weight, or the color of your hair.
You are not your name, or the dimples in your cheeks.
You are all the books you read, and all the words you speak.
You are your croaky morning voice, and the smiles you try to hide.
You’re the sweetness in your laughter, and every tear you’ve cried.
You’re the songs you sing so loudly when you know you’re all alone.
You’re the places that you’ve been to, and the one that you call home.
You’re the things that you believe in, and the people whom you love.
You’re the photos in your bedroom, and the future you dream of.
You’re made of so much beauty, but it seems that you forgot
When you decided that you were defined by all the things you’re not.
(Not, by Erin Hanson)
Comments (81)
so did you get any worms tonight?
I used to say " I'm changed person now" yeah, I've changed a lot...and I'm loving it!
Rapidly running out of Tuesday here so I shall shortly be heading to bed, I'll leave the bottle for you fresh young things
...need that!
every weekend?
up "my level"? and where in my profile did you read it ? I know it wasn't in my profile...
Hell, I don't read men's profiles, not to mind women's
It was an attempt to highlight the good that exists in everybody - if read correctly!
Most of us are far better than our avatar may imply - if only one takes the time to find out..... and listen!
In general, people are like, in the Wizard of Oz, hiding behind their curtain. It takes a careful observation, over a period of time, to truly see the real person.
In fact, the lack of clarity is the fault of the observer whose lack of interest and care is the barrier.
Do me a favour - actually read it? It's a poem called NOT. It's quite sweet. It says that we are more than the statistics which slot us into categories, we are our smiles, our experiences, the sum of our lives. I didn't write it, I just quoted it, because I liked it and I thought others might too.
I don't post my useless blogs only in a desperate attempt to get attention. I live alone, I don't speak the local language, and I blog to chat, not to be told I'm a useless piece of humanity not saying anything worth hearing. Well, that was your opinion. I responded with mine. Lighten up, on a light blog! or go play the heavy on a heavy one.
I usually have a pic up. In the past when I deleted all my pics it was because I didn't want to crop up in photo-only searches - I'm not pretty so didn't want to be bothered by a series of guys who thought I was probably desperate enough to be gullible / not too picky. Now I just block off everywhere but Europe.
I like blogging, and I like faces. Smiling ones, anyway. Don't even mind if the pics haven't changed in the omg nearly 5 years I've been hanging round this cyber coffee-shop - never going to meet them anyway, am I? I've met only around a dozen men and women in all this time!
Generally chatting to a silhouette is as unnerving as bantering with a ghost to someone as nosy as me, anyway
But the faced ones haven't been too bad either
Although my long-term relationship, we totally forgot we had never seen each other's faces and only remembered when we were meeting up We found each other, and it all worked out exceedingly well.
Many moons ago I met someone whom I met through a magazine, internet was alien to me then I had conjured up a picture from voice and letters and got to say did not recognize him. That's sounds funny but he remained a stranger
We met in Dublin, and I was walking along the street to the meeting place when I suddenly remembered I didn't know what e looked like
We were talking on the phone to each other as we walked so I told him to just stop outside the nearest supermarket and I'd find him there
Now, I probably wouldn't do it. I'd like to know there was at least a chance of some physical attraction. That is important to me.
I am shallow. Shoot me.
In fact, the lack of clarity is the fault of the observer whose lack of interest and care is the barrier.
But yeah, meeting someone is just that. If there is no attraction, it doesn't have to go forward in a romantic direction. It's just a meet.
When you finally meet them, it is just so easy, a seamless continuation of the friendship....with extras
btw, Why do people play the lottery?