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I am not the kind of man you would encounter in a disco or in a bar. Nor in a cinema or in a noisy, smoke filled pub or restaurant. Not even at a party, unless for a short time only. You will not find me at large and crowded gatherings or sport events such as open air music festivals or football matches. You will not hear me raising my voice in discussions, trying to impress with my knowledge and experience. You will not see me flaunting expensive objects or bragging about success in a bar or showing off in fancy clothes and a fast sports car, wearing a pair of funky sunglasses. I'm too elusive for that. You would rather find me walking on a beach under the stars or meditating in the old dimly lit church of an old monastery. You would find me sitting on a bench in a parc in some city of a foreign land, or talking late afternoon to a beggar who is thinking about robbing me. You'll find me roaming the deserted streets of a remote, exotic metropolis full of burning sunlight. Listening to a cellist playing Bach suites on a summer night in a garden on the shores of Lake Maggiore. Because my search is for true things, true life, true beauty, true harmony, things hard to find in the grim, cruel world that is ours.I'm a well travelled, well groomed man. I see myself as composed, humorous, somewhat melancholic, and refined. I always look for soul mates; hard to find but what a joy when found. I'm basically optimistic since I'm a true believer.
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