"Até mesmo o silêncio é um texto."

domingo, 14 de fevereiro de 2021

About talking.

 It is interesting how everything gets shaped out. Feelings carved by words made of sound waves. One can't be amazed that something is misunderstood, misintrepreted, mistaken. Words go back and forth and they produce energy waves in the brains, sometimes positive, sometimes negative, but energy nonetheless. They come and go, they fly and land - the words. But, sometimes, they don't. They can't even start. They are there just as concepts, but inside, deep down some in the brain. Yet they exist conceptually, as ideas, as could-have-been words - they don't exist phisically. And, at the end of the day, that's all that matters. Ideas amount to nothing, if they are not freed to be words.

Ideas do not generate feelings.

Words do.

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