How many people have you met who use the expression, like
gossamer strings... albeit to describe a body function. I confess I'm a snob
when it comes to English language. You either speak it well or don't. Yes I
know that language is a source of communication and what does it matter how it
is pronounced or what words are used as long as the message is delivered and
understood.
Can't accept that.
My credo demands that I use words that make you want to grab
a dictionary, sorry Kuki! If I were to use mediocre language and everyday
expressions, I believe I would be causing grievous injury to self and limiting
the expanse of my thinking.
Got to do this.
Apparently the jargon I use is too complicated and who wants
to comprehend its quintessence at the cost of opening a lexicon. What devil
prompts this rapacious malady to create sentences that perplex the unsuspecting
peruser.
Not apologizing.
And then there is the insidious vampire who weaves sinuously
a magic so ethereal that you want to celebrate who you are with your infinite
foibles even when you battle the conscripted milieu that decries the magic.
Gossamer strings...
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