Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Shhhhhhhhh

Words…

What are words other than representatives of communication or lack thereof?

Dictionary.com describes words as a unit of language consisting of one or more spoken sounds or their written representation that functions as a principal carrier of meaning.

Now I’m lost…

Words shared through emails, texting, Face Book and Twitter don’t often come with meaning. Words resemble a gasoline rag landscapers tuck in their back pocket, both are oversaturated with fuel fully capable of igniting disconnection.

My father Joe has never been one who shares a lot of words. Expressions sell his message whereas I tend to use too many words making me just as hated.

I use words to help advertisers sell cars, boats, candles and excitement.

Pastor Flo uses words to magnify lost paths so wanderers can focus on true North.

The Transportation Safety Council has introduced a plan geared toward saving lives; no texting or verbally communicating words while behind the wheel of a car.

Bosses would love to enforce a little less word sharing on the company computer.

Having a great voice and delivery is no longer the most important part of a radio career; social networking a tribe of words is measured every day by IT department meters that determine if what’s being shared provides a big enough platform for reasons to sell.

Television sports and newscaster’s guilt trip viewers into believing if you aren’t sharing words on their Face Book pages or texting devices you must not care enough to belong.

Ouch! Ok radio does it too.

With so much weight on our daily shoulders you’d think we’d sink from the word scene and melt between the word cracks.

I laugh out loud when closet writers and poets softly say, “My words mean nothing.”

My daily word writing before each new sun is given birth might seem like nothing until you realize very few remember what it was truly like in America on 9-11. Rather than fight I chose to write.

Words…

A playful coworker once worked with others to trip the word addict by presenting a set up Ashton Kutcher you got punked failure only to watch the assumed reaction of anger, depression or lack of belief fail to materialize; but you should’ve read the words written in my journal based on trust, faith and hope.

In martial arts Master Harris taught word Tae Kwan Do: The art of creating movement not with a foot or fist but trusting the way to make waves. It’s no different than a 1970’s pre-Brady Bunch parent guiding their sheep toward a newer place to graze. There was never a need to rip the belt off your waist…short, to the point; no questions asked word sharing shaped a nation that once led the world.

“Ask not what your country can do for you. Ask what you can do for your country.” JFK

Today my daughter invites her peeps “Use your words…”

Words once made the leader. Today, words shatter leadership. Using your words makes the playing corporate field uneven. Julia Cameron says we have the right to write…not the right to right. We can fight for the right to right but are your words unrightfully disrespectful?

Rush Limbaugh, Glen Beck and Sean Hannity find no reason to word spar. They professionally set up soap boxes for you to disagree but in the end their word is final.

When there are no words we find alcohol and drugs, energy drinks and chocolate.

When words are sucked from our lungs during baseball triple plays and the unexpected loss of a family member or friends we race to find other word collectors to reboot the word game.

I can’t imagine living life without words.

It’s fun to make up new words! The Shakespeare dictionary offers the best comedy. How ways are there to say, “Bite me?”

Dogs and cats are extremely wordy in the word display telepathy is their way of play.

Choose your words wisely. But why? No matter what word falls from the lips given to you at birth there’s always going to be someone that’s going to receive your loyalty, dedication and determination to be the very best at what you do wrong.

Our failure isn’t lost in a foundation built on words and words alone. We are the generation that has forgotten how to listen. The next time you’re in church listen to how many people are whispering, “Dear God please I want, I need, please

God gift me with…”

Life is a three second intro of a song…what are you going to say that isn’t going to force a listener to tune out?

Love what is…

arroecollins@clearchannel.com

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