I am in love with words. Blunt statements go far, so why not start the day with one?
I love how simple words strung together can express thoughts and feelings; how those same words can take on a different meaning depending on what part of the world we live in, or what we’ve gone through in the past.
They say beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Language is too.
Turning words to the left or to the right, looking at them upside down and using them like they’ve never been used before — I think that’s love, and art.
Words are always expressed with intention and expectation. They invite audiences in, sometimes seductively enticing us on a journey or fighting us into submission to hear what cannot be ignored.
Does one have to be good with words to love them? I don’t think so. I listen to…
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