There’s something to be said about words.  
They scribble and etch their way across every aspect of our daily lives.

They are considered the means of our enlightened state,
our prison,
the limits we’ve set for ourselves.
We etch them on our buildings walls, into our bodies and souls.  Perhaps to feel what can't be expressed in
Words.

We quite literally, set the terms for our lives and our selves.
An endless world of sensations,
clipped,
limited,
by the words we use to define them.