Word.

Word is my favorite word.

Word to the third. Word to the third eye. Word is the nerd guy's state of mind and sublime calling, a summoning of symphonizing synchronicity, so word up, as they say, I'm just so grateful to be able to play with these different sounds signifying sights pronounced by the mouth. The spoken word is just so unabsurd like you've never heard because silence may seem golden but when you're knowing that your knowledge is indebted to language, which invented this matrix, then you're also sowing some savory sound-seeds soaring softly sweetly saucily southward, downward, down to earth, down to your inner-nerd, down to your inner-verbs and energy, this is the word and this is me, meant to say my, favorite, word.

Word.

Oh my.