I love

I love so much. I carry it with me always. I try to keep my speech full of it. I bring it to any person I greet, and I hope to leave with a little more than I started. I see it everywhere, every making, leaving, and marking. I can see it bright in the eyes of others, most notably in the eyes of mothers. It heals any hurt, especially for the departed. Oddly it too is one of the steps towards madness, and from this sickness there is no relief. Beware those who wield it loosely. Their touch can be the most delightful of pain.

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Published by ethangilesjohnson

I am a person who is slowly beginning to understand the power words have in altering the very nature of the world people exist in. I did not have skilled speech when I was growing up but I did have the ability to write and talk with my written voice. I have learned and elevated my spoken voice over time but am ever improving as I learn new ways to produce the effects upon people I desire. It is not about controlling other people that I learn but about walking the path I want to in this interconnected world.

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