written words...
they have such a lack of life.
written words alone are lifeless.
it takes an artist to paint with written words.
they must be ordered in such a way to become filled with expression und life.
written words cannot tell another...
i am sad
i am happy
i am extremely happy
i am depressed
i am angry
unless, of course, you are bluntly saying that.
then, what's the point.
you're reading a book, not a person.
personally, i don't read many books.
let alone talk to them.
come on, i'm crazy, but not THAT crazy.
i'm more crazy towards the lines of...
i'll kick your teeth in, if you smile at me again.
you little shit.
you see what i mean?
i'm not Macauley Culkin, The Pagemaster, crazy.
oops...
i seemed to have slipped on some water.
let me freak the hell out with these books man...
freakin' awesome.
i am white kid tripping out.
yeah.
but anyways, verbal conversation will make you crave more of it.
it's not always a comfortable conversation.
maybe it's with that creepy person.
maybe they seem creepy because they haven't had a verbal conversation in a long time.
they're just rusty.
maybe they are creepy in the sense of, i've got bodies in my basement...
then...
just walk away.
like...
fast.
fuck it.
run.
you just have to be a good judge of people.
anyways, anyways...
i've always believed, maybe not always practiced, but i really believe in the art of conversation.
when you say the wrong thing in person, you can actually see that you've offended someone...
they can't hang up, or log off...
they are exxity-exx percent(XX%) more likely to try and understand what you meant if it was said verbally.
why xx%?
because i don't have statistician written on my forehead.
that space is reserved for the word jerkface.
it might be written on a part of my brain...
probably died a while back.
when you can, try and have a verbal conversation.
put the god-damned text thing-a-ma-jig.
fucking kids with your 8-track tapes and dolby sound-a-ma-things...
trade in those lifeless words for a good ole...
con...
conve-...
what is this word?
con-vur-sacion?
oh.
fucking duh.
conversation.
AH-HA!!!
Gesundheit!
no, i didn't sneeze.
what?
i said, AH-HA!!!
und i said, Gesundheit.
I DIDN'T SNEEZE!
what the fuck is all of that, then?!?!?! AH-HA!!!
it's a sudden realization of sorts... in this case, of achievement.
whatever. you're insane.
am not!
says the guy talking to himself with written words.
touche...
touche.
yeah.
i probably need to be locked up.
i wonder if they have the option to not put me in a straight jacket...
hmm...
but yeah... that's mein opinion on written words versus verbally spoken words.
