The spoken and the written word are close cousins to music my friends. All the jazz about triads and harmonic mechanisms is true in the more spiritual aspects of language as well. The moments that lift you up into the magic come when your words are extemporaneous and feel like holy waters pouring over your tongue. It's the uplifting force of call and response in an unsung tale of wonder. Hosanna! Released from formality, cascading and connected, framed in modulated tonalities, words tumble into existence like drops of water dancing on red hot metal. Yeah....
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