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Hi, Pattiwumprat,
I have no use for people who aren't extreme. Extremes meet. Not my thought. It's Coleridge's. Unlike you, I'm not brief. The lists I keep are short. Perfection is boring. Good one. I like to be dazzled. Usually I have to be both the dazzler and the bedazzled. My puppet shows leave me hoarse and my fingers tired. I keep going back to your profile; I can't answer because I agree with so much of it. Or, I don't have to answer because what you say sounds so good, already so good.
You have no idea how good it feels to read the words, hear the mind of a smart woman.
I read a woman's profile on Match, swallow it, and mold my mind and answer to it. I can't do this to yours. It is because of this I feel, think, and believe I have something to learn from you. No puppet show. A conversation. Finally. Passion. Talk. Intelligence. I love these. Walking through a museum, nodding with our eyes. Agreeing with them. Pointing out things with a change in direction you're walking. Curious, you say? Yes. Endlessly. I think, I think, I'll begin with the Elephant's Child said the Crocodile, right? About the poor little crazy elephant with the snub nose who had Insatiable Curiosity? Some people just don't know when to stop. Some people can't. Some people just don't know what is good for them, right, too? Some people create and create. I create and create. Helen, tall ships, insomnia. Mandelstam. Writer: daytime insomniac. Blanchot. Writer, novelist, me.
Egbert
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