I like big words and I cannot lie. I like the sound of them and the feel as I chew them into shapes that construct images in your mind. They jam themselves into your ears, even when you are reading, and you cannot avoid the sound of them. You say them in your mind even as you rebel against the actuality and you pull yourself away from the control they exercise with exquisite difficulty.
You can stop reading at any moment, but if you read the blue duck the duck now appearing in your thoughts is turning blue. Quickly, let it be cerulean or indigo or sky or aqua or all of them in sequence! There, you have stamped this moment with your individuality. Free will triumphs...or not.
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