Saturday, January 30, 2010

Execration.

The stupid thing about swear words is that we try to sound cooler by sounding offensive. We take normal, non-offensive, pedestrian, civilian and society-friendly words; take bother, for example, and screw it around enough till it becomes so offensive that we were once shunned to even think of the word.
Can't be bothered. Eh, sounds too... Polite.
Can't be stuffed. Mmm... could do with some working on. Stuffed is used fairly loosely. Refers to pretty much any existent noun nameable. Or unnameable in this matter.
Can't be _. You know it.
Why? It's so.. weird.
And yet now, swearing is our second nature. How ironic.
It's as if swear words were our way of expression. Through tone, pitch, volume... the harshness of a single word can be multiplied three-fold.

*sigh* If only the lips of my mind could be sealed shut forever, for they carry zip but profanity and anchors of depression. Sealed off. Unheard, unwanted. Unnecessary.

LOL, Sarah.
This is my second post in the span of 10 minutes. How strange.

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