Emotions predate words. Emotions are as primordial as Human existence. Then why the words try to delimit emotions, exactly in what capacity do they put any prudish fence around it?
I call them rumblings as they grossly lack the structure and merits of a perfect read - yet clasp close as they reflect my inconstancy and joie de vivre - unyielding to any persuasion known to man (please accept 'lies' as incidental or embellished truths - as I strongly deny the existence of 'Lie' - it's always 'Truth' or otherwise...besides 'Truth' in its purity lacks imagination)...Happy Reading!
Sunday, June 10, 2012
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