Thinking. Thinking. Thinking thoughts. That’s why I was put on Mother Earth. To think. About things. About life. About meaning. And I do that. With words. Language. Without words I wouldn’t exist in meaningful ways. So every day I try to keep learning. With words. More words. Maybe that’s why I need a second language. Or a third language. Because the more words I have, the more I understand about life. Allows me to write. To put all thoughts into words. And best of all, I like love words. That’s how best to feel life and love. With words. –Jim Broede
Thursday, November 29, 2012
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