i can't measure my faith with the breadth of my tongue.
every word comes from some beginning & is rooted in some fantastical origin,
but that only explains where words started. where they go & what they accomplish from there is up to us.
language is strong & beautiful & wild, like a beast.
context is the bit & bridle & our duty is to control, not rule.
dance, not demand.
"you want to see where a man really stands, investigate his heart. outside of this, you will always find
the chains to tie him down."
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