There is something to be said for the one who speaks without thinking. Being fearless in speaking your mind is a quality possessed by artists. Think about it. Da Vinci probably loved to talk about everything. I imagine that he would lay in his bed late at night staring up at his ceiling rolling ideas around and around with his tongue, waiting for the echo to get back to him.
The funny thing about words is that once you let them out, once you give them a voice, they are gone just like that. From the time when you open your lips to when you lick your upper lip as if to signify a period, the words are already out on the journey into the cosmos.
They can't be taken back, they can't be repeated - not with the same sort of emphasis or feeling.
Leave it to the poet to write it down, to immortalize humanity.
Leave it to the poet to record the disposable.
Leave it to the poet.
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