1. YOU
In the previous word explosions we’ve seen beyond the shadow of a doubt…
- You is a word.
- You ARE 100% energy, 100% cells, 70% water, and 30% fire-air-earth.
- You are on a journey and we’re all in this together.
Next up is…
…what do you DO.
You do respond.
You do nothing but respond.
Non-stop. 7/24.
It’s not just about you of course. We all respond in this way together.
Since you have a word for everything, including for what you don’t have a word for, you respond non-stop 7/24 to words.
No response is a response, too. Because you cannot not respond. It’s impossible. The same goes for decision. You cannot not decide. In self-talk or aloud makes no difference, if you don’t make a decision, then you have already made a decision, haven’t you? The same goes for response. You cannot not respond.
That means words are a prison. But as we’ve seen before, it’s nothing to worry about as even a prison is a home when you have the key.
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2. WORDS
In the previous word explosions we’ve seen beyond the shadow of a doubt…
- Word IS and words ARE everything you have a word for and everything you know.
Next up is…
…what words DO.
Words do nothing.
To believe the contrary is true presupposes words have the organs required to do (anything). But words don’t have any (organs).
The one with the organs to DO (anything) with words is you and the other animals like you — the world’s meanwhile 9 billion and counting word-users.
To think it all began 13,750 years ago with 1, amazing, isn’t it. Talk about word and word-user explosion. The egg was the chicken’s idea for getting more eggs, says Marshall McLuhan. The word-user was the word’s idea for getting more words, says I, with similar success.
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3. ELECTRIC QUOTE
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“All truth passes through three stages.
First, it is ridiculed.
Second, it is violently opposed.
Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.”
– Arthur Schopenhauer
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4. BONUS: POEM
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The Purpose of Time is to Prevent Everything from Happening at Once
– X.J. Kennedy
Suppose your life a folded telescope
Durationless, collapsed in just a flash
As from your mother’s womb you, bawling, drop
Into a nursing home. Suppose you crash
Your car, your marriage – toddler laying waste
A field of daisies, schoolkid, zit-faced teen
With lover zipping up your pants in haste
Hearing your parents’ tread downstairs – all one.
Einstein was right. That would be too intense.
You need a chance to preen, to give a dull
Recital before an indifferent audience
Equally slow in jeering you and clapping.
Time takes its time unraveling. But, still,
You’ll wonder when your life ends: Huh? What happened?
