wish that i, had something to say

i have a lot to say about words, but not a lot of words to actually say

allow me to bulletpoint. words are:

• my favorite art form

to the point where i don't even consider it art- to me, art suggests something extraneous- something nonessential to basic survival, and something that needs a label so you know what it is you're about to deal with. this painting. this painting is art. this dance. this dance is art. this sculpture. this sculpture is art. words are past art; words are a legible reflection of thought and they shouldn't need a label; they're self-explanatory. they tell what needs to be told- and when it's concise it's the best, or so i think. maybe this explains why i love words but i can't bring myself to get through a book. it's not about the craft in which things are put together, or the style or any of the english class shit-it's about how hard it hits home. how meaningful can you make it? how natural can you make it sound? i really think this is how i got into hip hop before i got into anything else, and i haven't really left.

but now you wonder, if i like this shit so much why don't i do it?

let's bulletpoint again: when it comes to words, i am:

• a perfectionist

if i had the gift, or the patience, or the confidence, i'd do it. i want to write, and i am proud of some things i've written, but i'm only going to do it if i know i can. i want to write, but i feel that nothing i produce will ever compare to what i have already seen or heard. that's why you see me quote more than i produce.- i'll dissect someone else's words all day before i venture to go out on my own