Finger painting

Dec 08, 2005 17:48

An odd duck, most of my life... I often "See" or feel knowledge, I have little logical basis for. More often than not... feeling my way through the color of words like an autistic child. How they are selected, or arranged on paper. How their progression is a mirror of mind. Measuring the 'unspoken signs, of the human soul... Through context, ( Read more... )

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Empaths soapqueen December 10 2005, 14:30:24 UTC
I thought it strange when my sister told me that she thought in pictures, and I realized that not everyone thought in words. I look at a page and know exactly what to change to make it sound perfect. My friends would tell me their problems not for advice, but so that I could say it back to them to make it sound beautiful...and somehow that makes people feel better. People like you and I, the unintentional poets, there's something about the way we think that lets us know exactly what others want to hear. When I say nothing to you in what seems like years, it's only because I cannot think of the perfect words to say.

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