Greetings!

*looks a little shy*

This is all fairly new to me (this time round)... I've only had brief involvement with the fandom from time to time - being caught up with the dramas and limitations of a highly frustrating and demanding human world.
There is nothing I love more than to lose myself in my fursonas and the reality that generates and supports them... I do this at every opportunity, no matter what activity I engage in... If I have a thought to spare - it will be towards the 'home' in my heart.

In truth, nothing else matters to me - this life I live in human flesh and mind is but a passing show. One day it will be over and what will matter then?
That I've touched someplace... someplace beyond me and inside of me... something that if it were not there would render me empty and lifeless.

All I know is that this place, this feeling is everything to me... I can see evidence of it in almost everything, yet when it touches me I could not imagine anything more intimately personal.
So it does not matter what happens to me, death, tragedy or circumstance... I know a part of me is infinite and eternal - that precious place is who and what I *really* am... everything else about me is a myriad of demanding and convincing illusions brought about by the 'human condition' (where nothing is what it appears to be).

This 'condition' that I am afflicted by is an immense challenge - it muddies and distracts and superimposes itself upon what I consider to be the truth - the song that sings within my heart... It is so very hard to hear sometimes. When I am lost in the human world and it denies everything I truly am.

So I must say it is a pleasure to have discovered creatures in this reality that 'appear' to be existing under similar conditions.

The human aspect of me has lived out it's fairly short existence in Southern Africa. I've been a furr most of my life, - I still remember 'dreams' I had as an infant - of places humans had never been, and creatures strange to this 'waking' world that I felt close to. Fantastic otherworldly places that *made sense* and were familiar. By far more familiar than this crude, terrible, and often beautifull, human reality! (Though I must add - beautifull only because something of that 'otherworld', that 'true reality' was shining through - making one feel 'at home'!) In reaching my late teens my human family connected to the internet for the first time and I discovered that - OMG there are others! O.O A whole fandom!
Life as a furr in SA has not been easy - I don't know how it's been for the rest of you but being branded a freak and made an outcast has ceased being an issue for many years, and is now something I hold onto with pride. It reminds me where my heart is - I would rather this, alone, than belong to any group of humans... I've learn't my lesson: If you are not true to what's in your heart, you and everyone involved with you will suffer... inevitably.

Towards other furrs I am open, supportive, Bi yet detached and indifferent.
I do not mind sexual RP so long as it isn't aimed at me - I find it tedious. Emotional and intellectual intimacy are by far the more stimulating mediums of inter-personal communion.

Towards humans of both sexes I am reserved, silent yet critically observant, amused, and unsympathetic when for some reason they decide to develop attachments towards me! "What - you have feelings for me? How foolish! You thought I liked you? My my... that's what I get for being 'polite' and 'tolerant'... Let me be kind and clear up some of those delusions for you."

No, I am not evil (I'm almost 90% .. hm 80... 75% sure of that) - Is it my fault some humans have *used* me in acts of self-delusion and then get hurt realizing I have no real interest in them or the make-believe reality they chose to create around me?
Is it my fault that most humans are unprepared and astonished by the fact that there are many of us who may appear human, yet in our hearts; we are something else entirely...