I'm fascinated by language. Words that can be used simply, without thought and an exchange is happening. Or it can be a recitation, a spiel, an epilogue of soliloquies passed from language to mind in a scientific magic. It can be raptured words of ecstatic bliss! Or hateful slurs of ******-off ****. It's a rhythm, a movement, a still pond of thought. Language happens whether you want it or not. A simple silence will pray, "Do not approach, please!!" or roar from the depths a loud "I'll kick you in your knees." It's a statement, a charge. A description, a related recital of rundown redundancy, reiterating what we already know. I am FASCINATED with language. And so you should be, too. Cuz it's all in our heads... and it's varied in hue.