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1 year ago

thoughts

The power of a word may glimmer like a diamond. The profound nature of a string of words, or abstract work as in poetry, may be seductive. But where is it that these words resignate inside of us? A heightened sensitivity to beauty and emotion? A tree is a “plant” that comes out of the ground, allowing us humans to breathe. In that way, it is completely valid to say, “this being in front of me is keeping my air bags inflating and deflating therefore allowing my material body to stay alive. Instead of all these words, at some point in time, we shortened all of that meaning into condensed words. What is your birth name? Does Suzie or John, or Natalie describe what you are? No. Then, what is our validity to give a name to anything? Words are inventions of man. Language is invention of man- happening to man. I have a thought in my head and somehow I’ve figured out how to put those thoughts onto paper as poetry or sew it into my clothes as love or bake somebody cookies as a feeling of compassion. Words are feelings verbalized. Cars are pieces of consciousness taking you where, essentially, you need to go. Everything we do and feel and say are an extension of our consciousness. Words are fascinating.
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