Wordy communication

I have been fascinated by communication - the art of connecting with other souls.The tools are different, but the most common one are words. Verbal or written.  Never ending chain of words - tumbling out of my mouth -  often  unnecessary  and lethal in destroying the music of silence. We are afraid of silence , we are afraid to listen to our thoughts, to just be. I love words, am enthralled by its beauty, humbled by its power and just about how much pleasure or pain it can give me.

There are words and then there is body language - your tone, your stance, your sheer attitude when you talk to others - all a composite part of communication. Why is it that the words that sound perfect in your head come out all distorted? Relationships are built on communication- expression of emotions, exchange of thoughts, yet it is always so difficult to get the message across. Maybe we are so consumed by emptying our thoughts, we forget the very purpose of words.

Maybe we hear what we want to hear - maybe our actions speak louder than the words,or just maybe the words just got lost trying to find the way to the listener.  I am fascinated by words, by the empty spaces, by the sheer impact of it triggering off hundreds of conflicting emotions.Words popping out of pages of novels- evocative and imaginative - words coming out of our mouths laced with emotions and tones, words bland and precise in instruction books, words singing and dancing with music creating a whole different dimension.

Words in languages unknown, words corrupted or mutated by modern lifestyle - depending on how you look at things, words pure and ancient or obsolete , whatever be the case, are powerless or powerful depending on how we project it.

Visual arts, music - silence all communicate - yet words with its flexibility, with its strength is still most powerful of all - for it is just a seed that gets meaning in your head and heart.