Contingencyplana

Gender:
Man 
Age:
60
Location:
Cooktown, Queensland, Australia
Appearance
Body type:
Average 
Height:
5' 11" 
Eyes:
Gray 
Hair:
Dark brown 
Ethnicity:
Caucasian (White) 
Lifestyle
Smoking:
No 
Drinking:
No 
Social Setting:
Social butterfly, Side kick 
TV watching:
Dramas, Movies 
Home and family
Marital status:
Single / never married 
Professional life
Education:
Some college 
Seeking
Gender:
Women 
For:
Online social interaction (messaging, chat, etc.), Friendship, Fun, I'll play it by ear, Not sure 
Personal
Sense of humor:
Friendly, Clever / Quick witted 
Interests:
Arts, Cooking, Dining, Health / Fitness, Listening to music, Movies, Reading, Theater, Travel 
More about me
In my own words:

I am an artist, poet, inventor extraordinaire and genuine spiritualist; looking for a business partner and startup co-founder, to help me set up and found my startup Morningate Movement. Most inventions offer pin-prick solutions to pin-prick problems. Morningate Movement is different. Morningate Movement is a Broad-Spectrum Solution! Thus an Advancer of every aspect of society, the economy and the environment! Hence a decades-ahead-of-its-time hi-tech project! That I indeed firmly believe could realize USD TRILLIONS per annum by 2020! I am not AT ALL well. That is I admit to suffering from insomnia, extreme sensitivity, psychic attack and panic attacks. That is I am in NO position to give a prospective business partner and co-founder any trouble at all! I am happy to enter in a marriage of convenience with any prospective Morningate Movement co-founder. I admit I am ONLY attracted to teens, but have resigned myself to dying a virgin. I am happy to marry a prospective co-founder and business partner, NOT engage in tactile contact with her, get her rich and then have her divorce me for a handsome dashing young man. That is all I ask of her is that she be my friend, business partner and co-founder for a few years in exchange for making her rich. Here is my best poem:

WORLDRHYME

Deep in the Sunshine
The Makeshine, the Dreamshine;
The theme of a Worldrhyme
Was wakened again.

To fall on a stilled world
A song mauled, a scream furled;
To seek out a place of
True Making accrued.

Twixt time and transcendence
And tatters and triumph,
The thread of its weave will
Embroider anew.

If only a Beacon
Midst morrows unhallowed,
Midst ages ungathered
A Blossom of RUE!

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