delible ink

Power Words.  You know what they say about photographs and (1000) words.  But which words?  Write an essay and every “word” is simply a metric calculating aggregations of four letters.  Is “that” equivalent to “love”?  1000 of which would you rather have?  (Give me love, 1000 times over, for the record.)  And, with a brief mathematical hat tip to Pingala, 1000 times nothing is still…not a heck of a lot.  And there’s not a heck of a lot of value to many collections of 1000 (or more) words that I’ve come across .  Which leads to the observation (don’t go getting picky with me re: gaps in the logical proof) that not all words are created equal.  That there’s differential value in various collections of four letters strung together.

Tonight I had the privilege of valuable words.  Words engaging, resonant and inspiring.  Words that may paint frescoes of new possibilities.  My thanks and hats off to Julien for articulating (by implication of content) the value of words.

(By the by, speaking of inspiration, the photo’s from a Rick Hansen monument outside GM Place, Vancouver, B.C.)