Using words.

The spoken, the written, and the sung word is powerful.

They can create peace.

They can woo women.

They can incite a revolution.

They can make you think.

It all boils down to words and how you put them together.

Words put together for love.

Words put together for anger.

Words that tap lightly, on your mind, showing you a beautiful world.

I like words, hearing them is my comfort, they put me to sleep, they soothe my soul, they make me laugh. Some words even make me scared and angry. I think about that, sometimes, I think about how a gun or a weapon can only kill so many people it has a use and a function. That’s all it does, and for that it does a really great job. Words can kill a million people, and words can also heal uncounted people. You don’t need a permit for them; you don’t even need to buy ammunition for the most powerful tool known to man. It’s free natural, abundant.

It all boils down to how you want to use words.

Do you want to use words for peace?

Do you want to use words for love?

Do you want to use words for anger?

After thinking about it for a long time, asking me how I want to use words, silently gently, with simple complexity, the answer came.

“ I wanna use words like a big angry prison nigger”

I wanna take my long black rod of verbs nouns and adjectives and jam it into your soft white virginal cranium. When that prison guard called life puts you into my cell I wanna laugh as I rip off those pretences and walls you wear and ram you like my little bitch. When my semen is floating around in your brain I hope it conceives a new though. I want my words to be like sex, fucking your brain, and tearing its membranes. I wanna take words like simple, complex, diffused, shinny and use them while I describe the same thing. I wanna contradict myself in the same sentence. There’s so many dimensions to this world, its horrors can be beautiful, its simplicity can be complex. There is no real this and that, there is no right or wrong, there is only perspective and how you describe it with words.

Those who master words, those who put them together beautifully, with grace and inspiration. I wonder if they understand this. I've been putting together words for a short time now. Working on it, studying other peoples uses of it, and loving it. I love words, and I love people. I wanna use words to inspire people. I wanna take you to the tenth dimension blow your mind, and then give you the keys to the Kingdome.

When my words plunge you into, the deep dark gestalt.

When my words make you question everything around you.

When my words tear down your prefabricated world, so that you can built your own.

Then I will be done.