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When I pray for a mate, (which I had never done until recently)my mind touches my heart and they both touch  my metabolic and neural complex. It is a vulnerable subject as I am unattractive and unintelligent and such. If I meet someone fractionally as decent, earnest and honest as me, I’m home. I will never pray for someone who will ignore my health and go gallanvanting about or my minimal but precise expectation. That’s a  truly crazy thought.