Words...pregnant with emotion, cold and calculated, sweet with passion, stumbling in pain, or just informing. Words separate homo sapiens from the rest of the kingdom animalia. They are the river that flows daily around and through us; never the same, yet always there.
Poignant moments are relived through their use. Torture is daily inflicted with the simple flick of the tongue. Collars are snapped in place, every bit as real as metal alloys.
Yet, hope springs eternal through the living word. Unleashed, what will we be?
About Me
- Holly Messenger
- Usually, Canada
- Well, I'm me. I live passionately, love deeply, and cry just as often as you cry. Probably more, actually. I'm easily brought to tears. I walk aimlessly through the streets when I'm sad, and dance through the day when my heart is light. I revel in the search for truth. And that means I seek truth, not what I think truth should be. This Journey of Joy is my search for truth, which I believe encompasses love, peace, and fulfillment: when I have these things in measure, joy is my experience...and this is what I write.
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