Sometimes I get tired of words. Written words, spoken words. Words, words, words. Everywhere only words. Words at home, words at work. Words heard in the bus, words spoken in the shop. Words, words, words. The meanings behind the words, never the same, always the possibility to explain everything in a different way.
I didn’t mean what I just said.
But you said it, anyway?
Words. To toy with words, that is what I do. My work is based on words. I use spoken words as tools to comprehend. And the more I hear words, the less I understand, because words can lie, cheat and guide you astray.
And I know it and all the time I wonder why we can’t speak with real words, say what we really think.
Oh, but that requires more words.
After the spoken words of the day, I swift into written words, and my mind starts to burst and words flow to the screen.
Suddenly I realize my tiredness. I’m worn-out of every word. I want to hear nothing. I want to see nothing. To read or write or to speak couldn’t interest me less.
A picture, a photo doesn’t demand words. I can just feel. Or not.
Without words.
6 comments:
Words are a big problem. You say them, I hear them, and they don't mean the same thing to both of us.
But it wouldn't be better not to say them. That wouldn't make us understand each other any better.
So go on, even if you're tired of words. Write your words, and I'll read them.
Even if I understand them in my way, not yours, isn't that better than nothing? At least I'll understand myself...
Maybe so, HPY.
There's nothing without words, not for me at least. I can't live without them, can't live with them:)
Luckily not every day is like this...
Words are very important. You can play with them. And playing is important for growing up.
Words are everything.
Playing is also something a grown-up should do.
Playing is very important. With or without words.
That's true and let us not forget that:)
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