these are frames, these are symbols, these are swirling storm sounds. we give them their meaning. we use them to confuse, to bore, to get away with destruction. we display them on silver platters to make people feel stupid and conversely to make ourselves look better than, superior to the average joe. how did joe become so very average?
million dollar words, they can be bought. they are often sought out and certified by some crusty old white man.
words can be used to trick and manipulate, wielded by liars, wrapped up in justification for what they do, because at least they say the right things.
eruption of words better left unsaid. words withheld. communication broken down.
i pursue with a flurry of words.and find another word at the end; not the one i sought. but the one i am used to. silence. without quiet.
words are not human and humans are not words. action and inaction speaks far louder.