Hi, I am Rear Admiral Rose Butt and I like to sail the seven seas in my ship the Titanus. I want to buy Greenland, just like that guy from America, whose name is Big Bad Don. Who wants to join me and participate in my many adventures? I can write about almost any intergalactual and not so intellectual topics that you may be dreaming of. Come with an open mind, please. I am 18 years old.
Do you feel that your life situation doesn't match your soul's aspirations? Do you perceive everything what's around you as such alien to you (boring / disgusting / far from this what you really want) that sometimes you are close to believing in the concept of the matrix created so that trap you?
Do you find inside you the strong desire to escape from this cage? The burning necessity of getting some fresh air before you will suffocate? Are you ready for implementation this idea in the practice, but you need a soulmate, the mirror in which you can see your own reflection and hold each other's hands during the step toward unknown?
Here I am, with all the same inside me. Looking for a free individual (not attached to his/her current surrounding and open for a change that extends beyond our daily experience). Tell me your story and let's see where it will lead us. I'm waiting for you.
Hobbies:Possession, MPD, DID, mental health Penpal message / wishes:
I am possessed and I am looking for an intelligent email friend, who is empathetic and can lend me a listening ear. This is a serious ad; humorous or funny responses are hurtful to me. I also have a severe sleeping disorder. Please no minors.
Hobbies:philosophy, psychology, occultism, mysticism, nomadism, death Penpal message / wishes:
We have left the land and have gone aboard ship. We have burned our bridges behind us - indeed, we have gone farther and destroyed the land behind us.
Now, little ship, look out! Beside you is the ocean: to be sure, it does not always roar, and at times it lies spread out like silk and gold and reveries of graciousness.
But hours will come when you will realize that it is infinite and that there is nothing more frightful than infinity. Oh, the poor bird that felt free and now strikes the walls of this cage! Woe, when you feel homesick for the land as if it had offered more freedom - but there is no longer any land...