Oh, the list is very complicated. I have a lot of ideas but few non-negotiables, even though I’ve thought many things over and over.
Obviously, what God wants is both more important and better (including better for me) than what I want, but we need to avoid attributing to God a human logic. God is not a controlling father who wants you to marry a blonde or a brunette.
Generally, I want to have them as they come. There is a number of beautiful “types”, but there’s always a new one coming. I want to be surprised. And it’s always integral with the whole person. She’s a long-haired brunette or a short-haired blonde as much as she is tense or relaxed, explosive or calm, introverted or extroverted and so on.
Whatever works? I don’t know. Opposites, complements, who cares. Life does not disprove theory as much as contain a lot of data that cannot all be processed. You can’t make a fully exhaustive calculation in a matter of life. I also believe in common history. In pieces of life shared together. No maths’s gonna do that for me.
In the end, I’ll probably say I just need to feel this thing. Well, if that’s the reality, I’ve got to admit it. There may be something good in opposing reality, but little in denying it.
I just want someone I will be comfortable sharing my path with. Someone with whom life can be a shared adventure. Someone to talk to, someone to debate with, someone who will stand up to you and who will play competitive games against you, but who will never betray or leave you, which means who is entirely on your side, but whose loyalty first goes to God, good, truth.
Experience and longish deliberations teach that I’m probably looking for some sort of blend. Clear and bright mind, but in touch with life. In touch with life, but philosophically detached. Philosophically detached but resourceful when it comes to pushing onward. Determined as well. In touch with tradition and the legacy of our civilisation, but at the same time not a hater of modern technology. No reactionary conservative, but at the same time no change-for-change’s-sake liberal. I understand vanity especially because I’m not quite immune to it myself, but excessive levels turn me off. Willing to make necessary concessions and arrangements, but not a power compromiser. Someone who uses beautiful language, but who can break away from form. I like people who sound like philosophers, but I don’t like people who sound like pricks. Even though I might often find myself belonging to the latter group.

What else? Honour is important. Good, old-fashioned notions but understood in a proper concept. Historical knowledge does shed light on the understanding of chivalry, does it not? Yes, I know I’m a prick. But you wouldn’t think that if you were on the same page with me.
What’s more, I guess it’d be very hard to find someone who’s read the same books (in a metaphorical sense). I often go off on tangents. I can start babbling about the crusades, but I can similary “lose it” with computers or some other tech. Or art history. Or Latin. Or I randomly start talking in a foreign language or quoting some obscure stuff. I’ve had a mutual feeling with computers since childhood (age 7 or so), as well as art and art history (dad is a retired artist), my youth was full of history contests, literature and grammar generally got me in the top of the class, although I didn’t particularly love them at some points (they were often very tedious and pretentious and gloomy) and I was the hand-raiser kid in those more science-like subjects until I fell out with them. Actually, I managed both to top the mock highschool maths final in my class and narrowly avoid failing the whole year in the end, getting a D in it. I ended up in the law, but I might as well have - and probably should have - studied archaeology instead. I did pass that awful entry exam the year I was entering uni. Same with classics and with English. I would never have made it to any IT education because of maths and other things, but I can still pull off things like professionals rarely dream of (e.g. six lines of code to do what normally takes two pages).

This I say knowing my modesty is oh-so-very endearing, but anyway. I freely admit one of my friends who’s a software engineer (supervises coders) said she’d never hire me for the way I code (no comments and nothing is done the orthodox way).
All in all, I basically need someone equally crazy. Haven’t found yet. If not going to, well, that’s bad, but I’m not going to make someone else, and myself, unhappy.