My ethnicity is | Black |
Height | 6'5" (196 cm) |
Status | Single |
Seeking | Long-term |
Body type | Average build |
Have children | No children |
Nickname | Mathartist13, Man, 56 |
Location | Sarasota, Florida, USA |
Looking for a | Woman, aged 30 - 45, Any Ethnicity |
My ethnicity is | Black |
Height | 6'5" (196 cm) |
Status | Single |
Seeking | Long-term |
Body type | Average build |
Have children | No children |
How would you describe yourself?
I am a conceptual artist interested in the combinatorial physics of art, mathematics and love. I am thirsty for a dimensional female companion who I can trust and love totally without fear, without hesitation and without secrets. I refuse to settle for the convenience of mediocity or the shallowness of lust.
And my choice of you will embody my self-description
I am looking for
Dear God,
I know you have much more important things to consider than my personal journey in finding a woman. But please hear me out. This dating journey has been so hard. The presentations, the tabulations, the baggage, the denial, the addiction to attention and the down right lying. Why do you put us okc inhabitants through such suffering, hoops and disappointments? I am afraid to be someone's second husband or inserted daddy or dinner plate. I am afraid to become the scratched out face on someone's profile. I don't like falling in love with computer screens. I don't like shopping for women. I don't like super busy New Yorkers or super flaky LA girls or the backsliding Jesus Girls or scheming Gucci Girls or pregnant Hoochie Girls or confused Jack n' Jill Girls or Tarzan girls, who swing from guy to guy. I don't like checking my inbox and finding responses from super hot women who live in Siberia or Nigeria looking for bank transfers. No more borderline chicks who want to Stedmanize a gentleman. No Thanks!
I finally can see and imagine the woman I want. She is a sexy and smart. Most importantly she is soft and daring. She is bold and outside of the box. She would be the one that would greet Space Aliens with flowers in one hand and R&B music in the other. She would cut her hair just because or be delivering babies in a third world country or telling cops to be nice. She would go to a strip club with me after church or go to an old southern cotton plantation where we would sing "We shall overcome". We would roll to Jerusalem for a peace demonstration then hit a hip hop spot in Tel Aviv . Or volunteer at the soup kitchen on Thanksgiving. Shop in Chinatown on Black Friday, discuss the social realism of Diego Rivera over light roast coffee in Mexico City. And for Christmas we try to sneak into Cuba and be back to South Beach for New Years.
I would make a mathart dress for her to wear to the Sundance premier of my motion picture. I would tile the kitchen floor with awesome Islamic tessellations that spell out her name. Her name would end in a vowel because that is so sexy. She will feed me so good- fried chicken, collar greens and hot corn bread. She will interrupt our heated discussions to ask me if I took my vitamins and she knows after each argument there will be a kiss waiting for her. When she thinks of breaking up with me every cell in her body will do what Detroit school teachers do every year- go on strike. I will go out in the rain to get her favorite ice cream or feminine products. And the girl at the cash register will remind how beautiful she is. We will have a picnic: I will bring the y's and she will bring the x's. She will tell me her dirty secrets and I will tell her my worst nightmares. All her male friends will read this letter and assess my skills and understand why super brilliant arrogant possessive mathartists always get the best babes. I would make her a virgin again and she would make me forget about every woman I ever kissed. Her trustworthiness, capacity for transparency and softness will twist me into a tight love braid of humility and confidence. And with this love I will build her the biggest castle. And in it, she will midwife my 8 ton ideas and I will cradle her genius. And I will have to pay someone to do the laundry, cook and clean so she can have more time to sing in the shower, take Spanish lessons and give me sexy lap dances. She will be my biggest fan and my biggest art project, for her essence, femininity and divine-ness must be immortalized and carefully delivered to the future to inspire and guide the way for all those interested in beauty and magic. She will have the moral fortitude and capacity to deeply love and sacrifice for the co-production of the marriage of ideas, body and spirit- for us and for the children. When she comes she will be ready already, in theory and practice, an adult with the emotional development to finally embrace a loyal commitment and the maturity to negotiate the complexities of her own mind. She will love and respect herself and her history will reflect that. She will be fundamentally strong- not a pathetic weak woman who vampirizes the power of strong and creative men to compensate for blood lost due to narcissistic woundedness. While other men have fallen victim to her self-development, I will be the prize of her self-actualization. When all is said and done, Jesus will be jealous of me and Oprah will be jealous her. We will show them how it is done. So tell the angels to alert the romance writers, art critics, historians to get ready for the greatest love story of all. Because if it ain't going to be great and spectactular I rather go skydiving off my grandmother's front porch.
So now that you know what I want, I respectfully ask for your help. Otherwise I might have to make a deal with the Devil.
Oh one last thing, I have a weakness for asian girls who are tall, white girls who can dance, black girls who like natural hair and Latinas who know latin.
Most Respectfully,
MathArtist
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