It has always been here: the thrill of choosing the words that benefit other words the most.
There’s a simple rule in writing (maybe the only 1): A thought comes out and hopefully, when written down, turned into strings of words, the idea it provides may provoke an exciting way of seeing the world.
Sometimes it happens. Sometimes, it never does.
To some, words are enough. Others need music or imagery.
I guess to each his own and that might serve the truth that we, each of us, are Unique and that in our Differences we get excited by our own Differences, which in turn provide us of our own Uniquenesses.
But whatever: I say what I say, at the end of the day. And your judgement is your own.
Still, truth be told, no harm done in letting it all out, all at once.