What are Words but sophisticated toys for grown up boys that call themselves men.... let’s not pretend… …. we’ve made a ******* of the ideas born from earthly SYMBOLS….in the face of love or hate who can pull back the reigns of it’s inconsistent passion?….
But dare i not say that we even speak words at all but are only yacking the call of loud deafness…of madness… What are words anyway in the mouths of men? If we knew…. we wouldn’t be writing or speaking at all……..We’d all just be in constant Awe of Our Creator…….