I believe that words have power. Words have the power to touch those around me, to let them know that I care, that I am angry, that I am in love. Words have the power to shape arguments, to mold dreams, to share fears. Words have a power greater than we give them credit for, even as we mash and mangle them into all sorts of new expressions with text messaging and online dialects.
I cannot doubt the power of the words I type. Words evoke emotions, and stir passions. Be the words typed or spoken, their ability to express my thoughts to others is unsurpassed by any other form of communication. Words clarify that deep sigh, they crystallize that snort of laughter, and they bring meaning to the *shrugs* I type.
I choose my words carefully. The words ‘hate’ and ‘love’ carry particular strength and I use each with caution. Words carry unconscious meanings, subconscious layers of baggage hang on their every vowel and consonant.
Words have power. Words are power, when used correctly.
