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March 31, 2009


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ed markowski
the post itself is a very good poem on the wind to re in ve nt in g my voice i killed each bird the song e voked
tom beckett
Words wear themselves out in us. We are worn in our words too.
Perhaps...perhaps it could be techno related..that is we are full of language due to the onslaught forced on us all thru this medium, for instance. I wonder if anyone has 'measured' the amount of language added to our daily diet of stuff in the last 5 years just due to increased use between us all? This is an example. If texting continues to winnow the language than perhaps we will lose it completely. We (you and I) can hope knowing we will not be around when it happens. Perhaps...perhaps silence will rain in some not mindmelt...silence. no speech thing. no passing ideas with noise. ahhhhhhh xoxoxo

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