insistent onomatopoeia
Sometimes, when I feel invisible or isolated by those people who I don't even know 'em, I tuck myself into good feelings, then I make from my present a gorgeous party, expressed in percentages of vibrations capable to shake any answer without question and vice-versa. It might sound pretty bookish, but justifies the reason for which I feel powerful & loved, admired, smart, and intuitive, but also, envied by persons who love using their complacency accusing that false tiredness. Hereby, I chose to get transfigured in beauty fiction or poetry, in a song or insistent onomatopoeia, as others to can feel the incantations of a wildish soul. ✴ trrrrr acia, trrrrr ha ha trrrrr voom bam, trrrrr ha ha shalalala... ya ✴
