Are words light fractals, love vibes, spacious waves, conscious fibers, sensational filters, or sensory lumbers?
Why were words created, invented, received, understood, expressed, transmitted, and recorded in the first place?
What are happening there, because of fib-optic words, due to conscientious words, through light-pointed and love anointed words, inside our heart and soul, our mind and its consciousness, our brain wave and its cognition, our gut and its ignition, our heart and her inspiration, our soul and his liberation????
Why are we ingrained to learn, pronounce, say, spread, believe in, fight for and die with certain specific word-carried concepts or key-word-codified belief systems? Why certain words will be rooted deep in somebody’s soul, while for others, they are just rattle-snake-like nonsense?
How each of us listened to the mouthed out voices, watched the motion of lips and facial expression aside from listening, and observed the physical posture and body language while paying attention to voices?
What happened when our entire body works together as a drum, an instrument, a live organism, and a secret temple, to begin the process of sophisticated human realms and their corresponding languages?
How are our raw, organic, aromatic and sonic babyish voices are dammed, slammed, dammed, hammered, and finally programmed by the adults’ grams and rams, dams and jams, lams and tams, to the points our throats are culturalized and civilized, our true vocal cords/folds in the center of the tunnel/channel-like opener (called glottis) were frozen, and being replaced by all kinds of false vocal cords/folds, false ideas and believes, falsification and fossilization?
Do adults fear our crying and trying, screaming and streaming voices? What are in our those true, authentic and fear-provoking voices?
Then our fingers and toes fenced by elbows and shoulders, knocked by ankles and knees? Adults want only their motions and movements, but not corresponding emotions that either demote or promote their little child-like nature within?
What happens when our toes are touching and interacting with the grounded electric windy waves, as our finger-tips dip and zip light-waving particles and anti-dramatic matters?
Then our skulls are slowly tighten up, dried out to the point where we don’t only have thick facial skin, thick ears and thick eyelashes, but truly thick dry skull, where only civilized, survival based waves and frequencies are in and out, such as coffee and drink are in and out, food and meals are in and our, daily routines in and out, thousands years old habitual patterns in and out, and finally only birth and death in and out. But souls, living souls and unbelievable souls, authentic and unique souls are trapped, demolished, and squeezed into what adults call it: HeLL.
What happens when we try our hardest, best and most to describe what is going on inside, but nobody can hear it, understand it and get it; where the words we chose to scribe and describe become more confused than ever, and we have nothing left but withdraw, hide or walk away?
Why is it so that when we say something through words, someone get it right away, right there and right now, before the sentence ends with words-echoing hopes, or words-ending exhales; while others don’t. Then we try to explain, try to clarify, try to make sense of them, try to help them to get it. They don’t and it become just a waste of time and effort, since we know they never will???!!!
Why certain words will wake us from our sleepy, dozy or lifelong hibernating state? Why certain words point, piece and nail us so deep and hard? why certain words cause us subconsciously and helplessly to fight and defend, immediately and instantly repel and push away? Why certain words will soak so deep into our soul, as they become the essence of our being, the instrument of our believing, and truth of our becoming?
Why have we been constantly In War with Words as those key-head-knock-off belief systems battle one another to the point the entire world is filled word-jammed beliefs, cultured religious beliefs, cemented theological beliefs, hysterical but reasonable beliefs?
Why Words became personalized once they are ended with, tailed by, and retailed with -isms, or -ists.
If all so-called -isms serve as neutral or barren seeds, and -ists must be those potent but barbaric seeds.
If all kinds of seeds are individually unique and collectively equal, are these seeds-produced -isms would care for those seeds-prolonged -ists!!
What happens when all seeds — such as seeds of light and love; seeds for the vegetation in the ocean base; seeds (plants and trees) for land’s escaping skin as if human follicles hosting sprouting hair; seeds for specific animals; seeds for all kinds of human souls; seeds for light dust; seeds for love must — can and will, ever and forever, co-exist, co-create, co-produce, co-ordinate, co-operate????
What happens when land is caped, our glands are escaping; and vice verse? Landscapes or glands-escapes, gland-grapes or land-rapes, what is the difference?
Aside from these above 2 -isms and ists, -or for doctor or tractor or traitor is different from -er for maker of the baker the Caker on the Laker.
Why we live and die for these, those ghost-busty glorious words to the points our headstones will be filled nothing but our names and lifespan dates?
Why do certain words survive longer than any life can afford to live and believe? Why certain other words prolong our lives truly beyond those unbearable, unbelievable ordeals?