Kime Tiller

Maybe I just don’t want to forget.
Maybe I’m not supposed to.

Because there is no point in forgetting.
Because they are all ours.

These memories we share.
These emotions.

“I’d like to make myself believe, that planet Earth turns, slowly.”

Just one of the weeks in a semester where work starts to get over piled and lectures don’t seem as intriguing as they’re supposed to be.

Words have no real meaning without the proper action.
They are just sounds that we make and that we have come to understand through repeated use to signify something.
Imagine trying to communicate with an alien (assuming they exist) by talking to them, they wouldn’t understand what we would be saying.
Actually, communicating with people who do not speak the same language would be hard enough, no point mentioning aliens.
But actions are well known.
Actions like a smile, laugh, frown, punch, handshake.
Is an emotionless “Hello, how are you?” better than a simple honest smile?
Of course having both words and action would be the best, but actions speak louder than words no?
So as this post contains no real action, it simply holds no true meaning, and is just a block of words that you’ve learned to understand.
For all you know, I could mean something completely different to what you are thinking about this post.
Trolled.