Poetic Allusions · Un P'tit Je Ne Sais Quoi

My mind comports itself like a courtesan. If I’m looking for something, — (there is). Any answer is shown and advanced to me in detail by magic’s charm of the universe in my present time, so well monopolized somewhere in the past, where my actions have already transpired, and where I paid many tributes, in coins of love, converted at an exchange office of a galaxy, with, — my chic, — Salut… [in a hypnotic manner] ⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯⋯ Mon esprit se conduit tel qu’une courtisane. Si je cherche quelque chose, — (y a-t-il…). Toute réponse, est montrée et offerte à moi, en détail, par le charme magique de l’univers, dans mon temps présent, si bien monopolisé quelque part dans le passé, où mes actions ont déjà transpiré, et où, j’ai payé de nombreux hommages, en monnaies d’amour, convertis dans l’une office d’échange d’une galaxie, avec mon chic,– Salut… [d’une façon hypnotique]

«I choose to love you in silence… For in silence I find no rejection, I choose to love you in loneliness… For in loneliness, no one owns you but me, I choose to adore you from a distance… For distance will shield me from pain, I choose to kiss you in the wind… For the wind is gentler than my lips, I choose to hold you in my dreams… For in my dreams, you have no end.»

dear reader‧‧‧, before throwing yourself in the void of my thoughts and navigate in all my dreamt and undreamed dreams, take with you the bow and arrows, — my mind is a jungle 𓇼 by the way, — try to wing onto yourself even a camera to immortalize anything 𓇼 adjusts the film on the spot, — lengthwise, width, up, down, and rotary, to explore (my nameless stars...), (my nameless loves...), elegantly masked in an allusive content 𓇼 remark, — in this galaxy of my universe, you'll be able to feel my mood inside you, as if you've been lured under the spell of a bad woman blues... ⋯ or you could have good╱bad luck in finding yourself when you look for me or, as you do, to get lost 𓇼 if somehow, it'll happen, follow the path of the good and beauty, and you'll be guided back to the light‧‧‧, my soul is self-satellite ᶜᵒᶜᵒoneᵈ in the blue spectrum's essences 🗢

il n'y a pas d'invitation, plus séduisante...... — come è fatto da una donna.............................. il n'y a pas de plus grande transformation, — come è creato da una bella storia d'amore....... et prélude a commencé.................................... anteriormente di tu conoscere, — her name... déduit, [sweet child o' mine],[sweet love child], dans le chuchotement magique… di peccati

under the influence of your happiness, your thoughts in my direction are arriving at me drunkenly and with a ton of nerves playing with my mind; under the influence of your eagerness, your eyes are sketching up and down in my soul, using an unknown alphabet with letters corrupted by your ecstasy; under the influence of your tenderness, the night from here with the sun there it's diluting in my moon and untangled in your stars to follow you follow me to wish you to wish me happy holidays 🎄

You showed me the bright side of your air, but me, — I felt shined just on your obscurest side. Hopes, entwined, got held tight on both sides. In the dark in the light, panting and shivering for an idea drawn in the whispers of our spirit. I thought. I tried... You tried... Our mind voice rose all the octaves once... twice... and again. Suddenly, you were lured to get into a vortex. A shift to reverse was your bet at a midnight. Light of abandon, your trophy, — a lilac wine [sweet—heady—unsteady, where's my love?]

Characterize yourself concisely, — (could you?). Also, please pay attention to those that are asking about it. After all, nobody’s a thing that can be reduced and described in a few words, or a brief narration without any remembrance. Even the movement itself through this universe can’t be summed up in a few phrases. Yet, for remaining in this atmosphere, and supposing that you really want to know a little bit about me, I invite you to sit comfortably there where you are. Savor whatever makes you feel good till you’ll familiarize yourself with me. (cool😎) Now, let’s move further. I’m a lover of words who express and identify herself, crayoning poetic thoughts and romantic ideas wrapped creatively into chicly belles letters. Every day is a new chapter in an assisting story after having been assisted in my DNA’s aggregate for generations. (🧬) Additionally, — I’ve planned on earning money by spreading my work, doing collaborations, and receiving donations because despite that, I’m human...

«• People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered. Love them anyway. • If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives. Do good anyway. • If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies. Succeed anyway. • The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. • Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable. Be honest and frank anyway. • The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds. Think big anyway. • People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs. Fight for a few underdogs anyway. • What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight. Build anyway. • People really need help but may attack you if you do help them. Help people anyway. • Give the world the best you have and you'll get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.»

At some point, we get what we want without any reservation. Life with her whims of the picky princess puts you to choose a purposeless path. Therefore, someday, somehow, wherever, the unknown becomes known, and then nothing else matters

❝ Find what you Love and let it Kill you. Let it drain you of your all. Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness. Let it Kill you and let it devour your remains. For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly but it's much better to be killed by a lover.❞

Bizarre how the artists hypnotize me with their own voice and instruments. Bizarre, 'cause while they coddle their own devices, they take care to beautify me, painting me tunefully with their music, using the magic powers of notes and words, while simultaneously, they tell their own ravishing story, inspiring me to create, — 📃 © un p’tit je ne sais quoi ✒️ Bizarre, because the music, like any art, affects the way you feel, or I feel. Bizarre, because creates and induces certain emotions. Bizarre, because no matter what I'm doing, or you're doing, we're gonna make time to take a look at everything that makes you or makes me happy, while music will amplify tastes, colors, compositions, and shapes. Bizarre, because the music is the diacritic mark for everything in anything, and because depends on music for the way my story or your story is gonna sound ToDaY‣‣‣ t o D ream A bout Y ou‧‧‧ (me ‧‧‧ ؟?) I don't know what it is but I love it… 🪄🖊️💫  ᵏᴼᵏᴼ © KᵉᵉᵖOⁿK...

Today everything seems to be nicer. Even I seem to look much more beautiful. I woke up with the mad urge for bonbon, chocolate with almonds, and berries syrup. I've perfumed my hair with peonies. I dropped the sweetness of rose on my lips, and I took the happiness in my soul. Today, life just invited me to dance, and I accepted, murmuring, [and you, my love]