Once the words are spoken they can never be unspoken. Once the words have been said out loud then they magically become possible. Not inevitable, but possible. The unthinkable becomes thinkable; no longer impossible. Words at once untrue become true.
But new words can be layered on the old. Can they take back what was spoken? Never, but they can add meaning to the old words. Mean becomes unmean. Gradually more words are added, more explanations and less is explained. Understanding into misunderstanding, requiring yet more words. A cacophony of words, sounds, meanings in which all sense is lost; a requiem for true intention.
Is this clear? Has what I’ve written made sense to you, the reader? Should I add yet more words, can I not leave space for interpretation? Must I keep on and on and on with this?
It seems, for now, i must.