Where to begin... I'll attest to as well as admit proudly from the get-go that I have been described as a "techno-fiend", of which all was birthed from having been a "video game connoisseur" as a kid and of which will always be. :) I also reside within the martial arts community (Shotokan specifically), and have progressively ascended to my current "rank & status" as an instructor currently mentoring multiple apprentices. And to expound upon the detailed reference of my "rank & status" that I mentioned above, I'm a 7th Dan (degree) black belt thus having instructed for 12 years and practiced for approximately/roughly 21. All of which in the regimental and semantic sense are practices that I perpetually have always taken truly enormous and may I even say, "colossal" pride in. :D That of which I'm thankful for immensely due to it having resulted in wafting that lovely aroma of having really accomplished something reflective within my own fueled design and paradigm my way. Hopefully having gushed forth that little tid-bit, I intend for it to convey and elaborate that I have dedication towards my interests and desires minus the ever-so-pragmatically infamous titled labeling regarding perfectionism. Basically, I'm just trying to say that I'm simply not a "workaholic". ;) Also, I'm what the census majority would call or brand as a "biker"... but sport bikes, NOT HOGS. lol Now don't get me wrong all you "Harley-humpers", cruisers are just simply not my preferred "niche". But I always have and always will remember securely and unshakably that all of us bikers are within a vast brotherhood, both on our bikes/mares/horses/steeds/ladies AND off. ;) I also stunt quite often and have been called crazy for it on more occasions than I could ever even begin to try to catalog or account. But in doing that very same identical "death-wish" catalytic exercise/practice, it actually plunged me into one of life's quirky humbling lessons of which I will NEVER forget. The lovely little enlightening experience-reflective lesson that it taught me was to never attempt to do something that outweighs your overall compiled collective skill of said activity. That borderline catastrophic brutal lesson actually cost me the hearing from my right ear, the use of my left thumb, a shattered collar-bone, 5 broken ribs, 3 broken fingers, a broken left tibia, 4 slipped disks, and an immeasurably incalculable amount of pride. lol Moving on, my musical interests sway towards metal and techno. I'm a sport biker, gotta support and foster the stereotyped branding right? hehe But I also enjoy partaking in many other genres of "audible entertainment" and "phonic expression". ;) I have 7 tattoos, all of which I actually drew and roughly sketched out myself. I'm currently and always have been a die-hard supportive fan of any imaginable way someone can constructively and safely express themselves, regardless of whatever stigma may accompany said action or the stigma it may manifest (meaning tattoos). I have quite a wide spectrum of interests and hobbies, which is a portion of my life that will never cease within its own expansion and "internal and unilateral globalization". I love any and all activities that get the heart thumping and the mind kicking in absolute magnanimous overdrive. If there are any other inquisitions reflective of curiosity and hopefully, dare I say it, attraction, please feel free to ask, because I would love to answer. ;)
I'm actually going to use this particular window of my profile to summarize what I am actually in search of overall as opposed to the generalized "first date assessment" that I am assuming this particular text window it is intended for. Primarily, I'm seeking someone who is genuinely kind-hearted and relaxed, along with being resoundingly secure within the realm of having an open mind. ;) Physically, I have always preferred the "voluptuous" type over all other female physical archetypes. I've also always felt that quite simply a woman in fact SHOULDN'T be labeled, judged, or criticized for having a 20% or more body-fat ratio/BMI (body mass index)/percentage. A woman SHOULDN'T be ostracized for having cellulite. A woman SHOULDN'T be made to feel as if she is some kind of outcast simply because she doesn't look like a walking skeleton. Because to me, those very same gorgeously enticing and immeasurably alluring vast and flowing curves essentially play a very important hand in defining her sensual and buxom drool-inducing silhouette and presence. ;) Now I know that these beliefs of mine are well passed the danger-zone of being fire-branded into the domain of being a "minority", but they always have been and still are my solid foundational desires in a woman at the end of the day. Aside from that, I don't have any kind of requirements or measurements regarding a preclusive vision of that ever-so-infamous "perfect girl". I've always carried the belief that whatever happens in our lives is typically left to unbreakable sheer and utter resounding chance. Just going with it and seeing what results end up revealing themselves and coming to be is in my belief the true and only real remaining "spice of life" when all is said and done. Our lives and ever-so-precious and priceless time spent on this astral plane is really a very short stay in an overall grasped encompassed summary. That's why I do all that I possibly can to squeeze out every single solitary euphoric moment and encounter from within my life overall. It is truly quite important to me that any woman whom of which I desire to be in a relationship with shares my views on this particular subject.