Self-Description: My friends call me Thor!!! I am 36 going on 3600, and I am living
well out of my time. I have long red hair that I sometimes let grow to my waist,
and tattoos that reflect my Celtic mind. I am brutally honest, and I never make
promises I can't keep. I base my life on truth and honor. I do not tolerate abuse of women,
children the old and those with physical or mental disabilities, and animals.
I am very easy going and very rarely get angry. But when I do, watch out.
I am Celtic to the bone and recently divorced, so yes ladies, I'm advertiseing, so e-mail me.
I dance with the Green Man, and worship the Gods. I give all respect, till they
don't show me the same respect. I value my mind and wisdom above all else.
I am a very caring person and often go out of my way to help my fellow man-woman.
My children mean more to me than life itself, and for them, I consider myself a lucky man.
Children: 3.
Interests: Name it!!!
At the top of the list would be my children Heather,
Malachai and Patsy. As with most red heads I live for music,
both performing and listening to. Art of all kinds and anything can become my next canvas, song writing and
poetry. The mind and deep thought and traveling the astral
plane keep me pretty busy these days. There isn't much that
I can't build, fix or get running, and I am skilled at most
things. I am at my best when I'm in the outdoors, the
further away from the city the better.
One of my main
interests right now is in helping to unite all red heads, and
it's like a God send that I found the realm. We are differnt,
and more than that, we are special. We have alot of pride
and are a happy people, but it seems alot of us could still
do with a good shot of self esteem now and then. And even
worse many of us feel lost, even alone sometimes. And to
varying amounts, discriminated against. We are a minority. A
minority of minorities, we only make up about 5% of the
world's population. But it wasn't always like this, at one
time red heads were many, we covered large parts of the
world. We were, are, Celtic.
A fate simular to what happened
to the American Indians, happened to us. We were killed off
in large numbers and our culture was stolen from us. One
fairly recent example is the potato plague in Ireland. Most
history books won't tell you this, but a potato plauge by
itself didn't kill a million Irish, it was just another form
of genocide against us Celts. But the past is the past -
this is now. We red heads are the last of the true red
headed Celts, it is our duty to not let our ancestors die in
vain fighting for a culture, that we now can keep alive and
preserve. We gave mankind the tools and knowledge to create
civilization, and they used these tools and knowledge to
enslave and wipe us out. I'm not talking about revolution
here, but realization. Our culture, history and people have
been suppressd. It's time for us to remember,to get back in
touch with who we are. For more info contact me at
Iforani3@aol.com
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