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Words are a way of labelling the world.
It’s what organizes our thoughts and our emotions
And what gives structure to the universe.

Words ascribe meaning 
And connect us to the essence of things.

It’s also the glue that binds people together through a common language, 
Putting everyone on the same page. 

It’s the social currency in which we trade ideas
And it’s the vehicle in which we define reality. 

So what happens then, when you change the meaning of words?
When up becomes down
Right becomes wrong
Man becomes woman, and woman becomes man. 

When the truth, becomes only my truth.
And the world is deconstructed in a way where words are robbed their meaning.

What happens then?


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