Without words, what are we?

Alright I give up.

I have sat staring at the screen for the past 15 min so that something intelligent can inspire me and make me spit out verses of wisdom. Well, considering my brain has only performed at the maximum of 4 functions, I'm thankful that coherent words are formed in my head. The 4 functions that dominate my life are, Eat, Sleep, Play and Sleep again.

Stop snickering. It ain't funny.

ANYWAY

I remember when I first started this, words literally flow out of my hands and become deep insight that everybody lapped up.

Words, at first glance just a way to communicate. But if harnessed, words are vessels of passions and emotions that contain the ideals of those who use it. And without ideals, what are we?


Oh of course there were detractors who rail against me and my kind. Visiting this space and later retreating to their cave and whining about the inflammatory and insidious nature of my comments. They called my words all kind of things, but never once, did they say it was false. So they tried to justify the actions, that the ends warranted the means.

Most importantly, they do not realise that people just do not care. Until the day they do, they will always get defensive when they see words that intrude into their comfor zone not by coming out with guns blazing. But whining.

I just read through what I wrote and that I dont even understand myself.

Not bad for someone who performs 4 functions a day.

So here's a quote, the shallow side of me and all of you will definitely understand.

"Fat chicks need love too, but they gotta pay."

Oops.