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Writing

What is writing but a voice in a head,

unless read aloud?

Is it possible to say aloud what would be written without it being written down?

Talking, is it different then words I type...

Are the words I type different than spoken word?

Why would they be different if they stem from the same stem,

of a brain.

But they are different.

 

 

 

What more is written word

than an old old man talking slowly in order to be heard,

but ignored for taking time.

Is language written down an eddy spinning

out of pace with the rest of the river?

******* one in, immersing.

 

Does one have to prove themselves through their works in order to be listened to?

 

How many people are ignored because of a lack of productivity, because of a lack of time to be productive?

 

Money gives time to be taken,

with time one can produce and then be listened to,

no matter how slowly they talk.

 

Anyone can be listened to,

now.

just as long as they talk quickly,

nonsense may be but time lost none will see,

or take notice,

of something intelligent to say

if spoken slowly with eloquent ease.

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