Casket of thoughts💭

"Words"

<<"Words" for me are like products, created in an industry of thoughts, which can only end up doing badly or doing well. Words know how to be a gauze, that plaster, which heals the one who needs it; but the latter know how to be precisely the reason why that someone is hurt. Words, even if only concepts expressed by sounds, can be alive; this is because we make them so. We are the only ones who can give it a sense, a meaning, an importance or a logic; and only we can take away that power... that life. This is why words can be fascinating but at the same time dangerous; shiny, but at the same time with a dark back. So we need to beware of the words spoken by foxes or barbarians and learn to discern them, from the words spoken by the pure of heart who sometimes give us hard blows, but only for love. Cause "words" can have multiple meanings; but that meaning and the affect that have to anothers depens only on us>>