Light A Subtle Match

I am dealing with a cacophony of male telepathy.  There is no sound, but there is quite a bit of evaluation.  It may be because I feel The Line Deputy getting closer.  Maybe a formal introduction to county systems was made yesterday for him and me.  It spirals in a very organized way.  I do have a former professional, in my life, who is doing some evaluation of emotional consistency of male figures in my life.  Can any of them bring fateful events into play?  I think that one can lift another, and then they can all see.  The trigger bombs have been taken by me.  Now a normal friendship with a man could be possible, semi publicly.  I ran into a candidate yesterday.  There was public contact, and I think that The Line Deputy came through and pulled both of us away to just have a brief conversation.  I had some dream contact with this man last night.  I have never really thought that this man had any feelings for me that were not just fun conversations.  I am feeling the sun starting to eclipse the moon.  It just does not happen.  There is a yes and no about being really honest with anyone.  I know that I cannot put myself out there for anyone.  The male has to be a man and voice his designs on me.  In the mean time, I will just observe what is happening in my vicinity.  This professional I mentioned earlier is an internationally acclaimed royal and upper caste matchmaker.  He sees this man, and I, as a healing combination for both.  It is just a well defined reality that can be if he can have boundaries with his community, and meet me maybe once a week without inconsistency and deceit.