An Exigent Gentleman.

FIrst n foremost it is to charge my brainz, how on earth can it be, it generates ground-breakin ideas n with that same godspeed does it pound them into oblivion? nevertheless, here is roughly wht I had in mind today. We haven't even been together; we did not have any opportunity to do so; albeit there was an inclination... neither I nor u can deny it. damn sure as we were about an undeniable bond tying us, we, though, could not somehow assemble the constituent parts. and so does my inquiry stem, i.e. how come the [and it is still of a certain difficulty to stipulate the thoughts. my wild guess is, it happens so due to the lack of clarity about the whole bombshell] emotions [?], impression is/are ceaselessly so vivid, crisp as a blow of wind indicating spring...? What happens not only in my hights but also including the bowels, a rampant reaction, comming back pendulum like. What can I do then? The overwhelming feeling , I will have never been ready to face him. To say the least, the utmost desire of mine it is, to be caught in the city of his [and even the metamessage here displays a remarkable degree of distance, a great proximity enhanced with aloofness I wish to preserve] all immersed n engrossed in some task, dressed to kill in an impeccably, immaculaty, crisp n clean, sartorial minimalism, foreign-lokin manner, eccentric n avant guarde frame of mind. Intuition renders helpless in this case; similarily to reason which, in the same vein, proves to be of scant . Much as overwhelming the presented rumination appears to be, it only is a tip of the ice berg, as, and the on hands experience prove not to be far-flung, "we here are presently able to trace how deep the roots go, not are we in the power and abilities to determine their further, profound influence on the enitre axiom and the system itself" with the ramifications yet to remain veiled in the voal of clandestineness. It undisputably be the jist of some future research conducted by my very self, to extract th unprecedented phenomenon. Despite the early stage it is considered to be at right now, there are some equally early presuppositions as for the propositional input: to cut ong story short: he triggers mw/e to morph into the condemned [in my life philos sophios]. Hard as nails, pillaging my strategy... In his presence all my questions sound blunt n bluff. Gentle, handsome, bold more than meets the norm is he. The question reads " how to deceit 'im...?"