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Origin of language It's my dream to understand Why and how And I think it was And it is The human need for individuality Betterness To be at the top of the hierarchy Which has sparked the vast expanse Of spoken and written language, The cheap signal communication style So characteristic of human beings Has everything to do with the need To control and create But the joke, ultimately, May be on us For when you create less than what you destroy, You cease to be the creator of your own destiny, And become instead the destroyer of your own fate. Listen to the whispers of dead language Which creep through your DNA And understand.
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Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 1:23 AM UTC
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Origin of language It's my dream to understand Why and how And I think it was And it is The human need for individuality Betterness To be at the top of the hierarchy Which has sparked the vast expanse Of spoken and written language, The cheap signal communication style So characteristic of human beings Has everything to do with the need To control and create But the joke, ultimately, May be on us For when you create less than what you destroy, You cease to be the creator of your own destiny, And become instead the destroyer of your own fate. Listen to the whispers of dead language Which creep through your DNA And understand.
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Nov 2, 2016
Nov 2, 2016 at 1:23 AM UTC
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