Give me Words.

Words of life. I want words. Keep your pictures. Keep your images. Give me words.

That my eyes may fast and my mind feast. That my ears may reawaken and pull the brain along. That they may run again like young children. And explore. And argue. And wrestle. And grow. Like children, without straining their gaze, yet learning to see. Without plowing through images, yet digging in views and panoramas. What a celebration that would be!

Give me words. Keep your images. Keep your pictures. I want words. His words.


2 thoughts on “Give me Words.

  1. Ante Jeroncic says:

    So true! Reminds me, somewhat tangentially, of something that Nicholas Carr notes in his The Shallows: “Whether I’m online or not, my mind now expects to take in information the way the Net distributes it: in a swiftly moving stream of particles. Once I was a scuba diver in the sea of words. Now I zip along the surface like a guy on a Jet Ski.”

    • paolinetta says:

      Thanks for sharing! Yes! That’s a good description of it. Also the ”whether I’m online or not”… One of the frustrating parts about this all: ALL my thinking gets messed up, not just when I’m online.

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