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About Me
30 - 45
Aspergers Syndrome
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Much about me is internalized, that's why I often look for dreams to enhance my view and find a sense of joy and creativity in that. I consider myself a drifter, a dreamer, looking more at visions, visuals then reality and life, it's like I can open my eyes for a smile I genuinely feel and shut my eyes for what is painful or creates a discomfort.

Emotional, sensitive, lonely, and things in between, but each of the things that defines a person, an individual can be open for change but some things don't change, it's more the world around that change.

I escape, I look and I see and I keep escaping into my own world, but it's cold and lonely, reality is cold and harsh but what I see is not where I wanna live and feel my hearts passion, but I see something I can on my own create, can you see that also?

For me writing, music and emotions is who I am, my voice is not muted but the internal dreams is viewed with a personal clarity that reality often don't give me, due to not being understood, feeling confused and not understanding.

I am the red and the blue, but red without the pain and blue for the clear summer skies even if life does not conform to my view I still see it.

Trance music, writing, gaming, movies, cats, exercise
Uplifting trance, goa trance
My Penpal
Hi there I'm Thomas, I'm looking for a female email pen pal that likes to write and have something in common with me, I feel in terms of friendship, to define it, I think it's important to have something in common. and that is also more emotionally and not just interest, to understand the thoughts and want to be part in connecting together, and that to me is defined friendship.

In 1996 I started my interest in writing, as I gotten older, I became more into escapism, not to say writing is a form of storytelling, but personal thoughts and feelings I mean. I don't think there is a purpose for me to look at daily life and life and say that is worth writing about, what does that say about me as an individual, I don't think so.

If you like creativity in words, emotions inside your self, looking at things from how it feels, thoughts to share, that is what I embrace. I think a woman that can look at writing and feel the joy from it, can understand that what I seek is writing from the heart and soul, and not a phrase for nothing but write and feel, visualize the thoughts and see that being creative, being one self is writing, a reflection and a connection, together when being alone.

Writing is a longing for understanding and connecting, not about reality or stories, but about the heart of me as an individual, the sense that there is not pain, no confusion, no discomfort, just a connecting feeling of relating to one another emotionally, if you understand that contact me.

Anonymous and yet open and seen, closed off and yet welcoming, that is the form and choosing to express it in my own way.

My email for direct connection or a message here as a bubble of sorts, wizardnerevarine@gmail.com


surreal moments of music and impressions when jogging outside in the snow, whiteout and yet the cold is but a fleeting moment, as I listen to the melody of rhythm.
Caffeine verses alcohol, coffee and vodka, soda and beer, as the calorie keeps up the fight, so does the alteration in moderation. Water for the neutral mind that simmer among health of life.
Beaches and sunny days, warm weather, find a meaning and once there look at it's purpose. Is it empty? a conjuring of a happy feeling is to fill that void of despair, a smile that is evasive.
stream of consciousness, misguided personal label and reference to a vision, why? when confused, label something abstract when it's really emotional and personal, not random.
uplifting trance and jogging, a vision of calm and mental relaxation, as the curtain fades into grey, when all i see, is what i wanna see.
Bmi for a relevance when stuck with mental turmoil, 20.6, chasing the endorphins and suppressing the dopamine, looking to find value, meaning and equilibrium equal to happiness.
The years go by, and yet the visions stays the same like a cushion of summer clouds on a breezy day. I smile for the warmth of melody and color my tears in red in the absence of my blue heaven.
sadness over how things are, and fear of the unknown, not knowing but feeling something of comfort that is fading away with the tears of what is known.
normality, music.

happiness and music and zoning out totally from reality.




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