What are words other than incomplete, incommunicable thoughtwaves bouncing 'round the ears, a prayer you hope the other head will comprehend?
Words - prayers to the gods of understanding - just as useless, truth be told, as spending those prayers on gods more real.
Words have the power to feel, be filled with, create inside of the other.
Imbuing words, substanceless for something so powerful. Powerfully useless for their real intent.
Do you understand this drivelling nonsense? If you gather even a quarter of what I intended by these insipid phrases sewn in fields of black and white then I will have had greater success than...
A poor canvas here for what is swirling 'round my brains.
Nothing means nothing means nonsense means words.