thoughts in chaos

long is the way and hard that out of hell leads up to the light. [john milton] [life] is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing. [shakespeare]


May 20, 2008

words and meanings

words are, by nature, full of meanings: some are obvious, some are hidden deep inside. and then, there are the meanings we give to some words, because they remind us of someone or something. and yet the nature of words, the same nature who surrounds them with inner meanings, makes it so easy for them to lose everything special about them, to become insignificant, irrelevant, automatic - something we say not because we mean it, but because we are so used to say it that we don't think about it anymore - that we don't feel it any more. words become empty shells then, cast ashore during the storm and left forgotten there.

but regardless of their meaning, words are meant to be spoken. to be heard. to be traded, if you like. a word unspoken is as meaningless as a word weathered by routine.

5:10 PM

 

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