Words and Time.

What is it called when your mind is overflowing with thoughts, emotions, and ideas, but words seem out of reach?

Why can I feel so strongly, but translate so poorly? 

Words. 

They are the problem. With inspiration, understanding, and direction, they create a bottomless pit of possibility…

...but with barriers, confusion, and chaos, they only frustrate and compromise reality. 

And Time, what of that? 

Something so valuable and positively crucial to the human existence, yet so taken for granted. 

Wasted.

Stolen. 

Desired.

Both are gifts, to be used wisely, or to be thrown to the wayside. Both are powerful. 

Depending on the owner, the user, the consumer….

they can be a curse. 

a blessing.

hated.

loved.

We have access to both. 

                                      We have choices. 

We have responsibility. 

                                      We have power.

We have influence.

                                      We have a gift. 

A limited amount of time on this Earth. 

A limited amount of words in our time.

What are you going to do with them?

What am I going to do with them?