Thursday, May 15, 2008
tasty
One of the many beautiful things about stories is you never truely, in the truest sense, know where the story will end. From the beginning it is like a big play that flows from one end of desire to the other; if that is your bag. Ultimately for me a story has an air of truth to it. There seems to be fundamental flaws in truth that drive the character of men and women. The lines we cross in doing our duties effectively produce the individuals we are. The consequences of which vary depending on the circumstance and character of each player. The situations vary and the mood changes with each word spoken in each situation. What it comes down to always is the written word because the words used give motion to the water and turn it white. Sometimes words can bring life to the objectionable and make it good again.
verbal espionage
The reason for truth has vanished in this blissful bliss. The uttered word is self serving, misconstrude, misunderstood, and taken out of context often. The secret lies in communication. True communication is everywhere and there is no need for words to describe it all; even amongst ourselves. We can communicate just fine without the exposed lies inside manifesting themselves at inopportune times. Absorbtion is the essence of communication. It is through silence the greatest and most significant forms of communication manifest and it is through silence we avoid the verbal espionage that bounds original thought.
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