Posted by hhh4u
On many occasions I have discussed the power and influence of language and the significance of the ability to see and feel one another. Today I would like to talk about language as it relates to my words and why I write.
With words I can create riddles that may seem simple on the surface, but mean so much more underneath. Words like: “Education needs to be Education” and “Live Life for a Life for Life.”
I can create anything I want, in any way I want, and call it my own.
With my words, I can formulate ideas, concepts, and imagery that once read on paper, become a part of you as they enter your mind and hopefully, your heart.
I can make you see things that perhaps you have never seen.
I can make you understand something that used to perplex you.
I can make you hear me without hearing me.
I can make you feel me without touching me.
And maybe, just maybe, I can make you believe in things you had no faith in, or perhaps…remove your faith in things you once believed.
My words are power and strength. They are joy and sadness. They are memories and dreams. They are filled with hope and a message.
All for you.
Peace and Love,