Articulation, a transfer of words with multiple meanings.
There's such a work involved in keeping relationships alive, be it friendships or romantic. And the one piece that can make or break it, is communication. It's been said over and over again in various self help texts, but notice, if you will, what happens to the person you believed to be very close, when things get busy and you don't speak for a time. Notice the person with whom you speak quite often. They consume you.
It is a terrible balancing act that I fear we will never get a handle on.
If I never spoke from today on, what would be the outcome? Would those I love drift away? Do my words really carry that much importance? What if I chose to speak only in art, color, and paint? Those people who cared enough about me would watch intently. They'd try to discover what I was trying to say. It could give me an idea of who enjoys me for the person I truly am, and not what clever thing decides to come out of my mouth.
Words, Letters, such small insignificant things. They draw you in, they push others away, they create, they are wonderous forms of artistic expression.
Saturday, January 19, 2008
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