Words

Am I alone or do random words pop into your head too??

It keeps me awake at night. Words, Rhyme, Loss, Love, Regret and Joy.  All the words that describe these continually bounce around in my mind.  Like a load of socks in the drier. You know there are matching pairs in there someplace, but the sonsabitches just aren’t that easy to find at first glance. They are not all “rare” words. They are words that come to me for no apparent reason.   Driving in the car and BAM… Picayune comes to mind and stays there until the next word pushes it out.

It’s like my mind is an aqueous sponge suffused with obstreperous verbiage. Tempestuously churning from the first moment of morning lucidity to the last second of cognition.  It must be my parent’s “faul”. Dad is a devotee of words and Mom is a teacher.  Nature vs. Nurture….. How about both.  🙂  Nothing special here, just a bunch of words that make me smile.

Juxtaposition

Ambivalent

Jejune

Picayune

Abloom

Jocund

Voluptuous

Buttercupaliciousness

Odious

Sot

Circuitous

Timorous

Inculcate

Beguile

Supplant

Laborious

Fuck

Fucker

Shit

Hell

Damn

Cocksuckermotherfuckerpieceofshitassholeprickbastardtitsbitch

Kiss

Cuddlefuck

LOVE

I could go on ad infinitum, but what’s the point???  They are simply words.  It is up to us to ascribe meaning to them.

Question: Is thought dependent upon words or are words dependent upon thought?  Is one possible without the other?

Ponder it folks…..  In the end it is all superfluous, is it not?

25 thoughts on “Words

  1. My head hurts too much to ponder that thought right now. Words do pop in for no apparent reason, but my vocabulary is not as extensive as you my friend! But I can add a few new ones to my list now, so thanks for that. 🙂 Happy New Year!

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  2. You really should have put definitions because I’m too lazy to look these up. I’m ok with not knowing though because it’s becoming a trend I need to live with. : ) On your question though, I don’t know which comes first. Sometimes a feeling begins brewing and before I can mentally define it, a word pops in my head, only slightly familiar and it’s the perfect word but I don’t ever use it. With me, it’s ideas about feelings or thoughts that grow in my mind like wild vines.

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