freespyrodragon

I believe when we put our thoughts into words, we finalize them. If we keep something pent up, pandemonium panic buckles everything down, until we feel like we are out of control. The labyrinth which is the centerpiece of all of our central thoughts overloads with indecision, irresolution, and unmitigated trepidation. Paranoia casting its unrelenting hex, dooming us all, until action is brought forth. However, this is yet half of the unwavering battle of the power of speech. This is only one facet of the ever-dimensional shape of consequence. Others aren't even visible to the eye, buried underneath blankets of shadow and contrast. The fact th