Words and Colors.

Words they can irritate me so...seem so limiting...like lines in a coloring book. Big black stark lines, created by someone else, for us to stay within while attempting to express ourselves. 

How to become a master of these primitive tools...to truly express themselves... It's feelings that we are trying to express... and well, feelings were meant to be felt, not explained... I find the only way to express a feeling is to give someone a sample... a small taste of what it is like... a comparison, brought mainly through a parable... to spark some moment when they themselves have had the emotion brush their palette...

One also must choose their words carefully... many people through their lives have had "defensive mechanisms" installed in their minds... one wrong word and they pop up... full blast and will shoot down everything that comes out of your mouth after that without hesitation... you must to become a ninja.

My battle with these "words" is contstant... unlike coloring books which I got tired of filling in the blanks between the lines of someone else's creations... so, I began creating myself...

I still colour... passionately and neatly between the lines...Only now, I create the lines.