“That which constitutes us reflects upon others an image that may not define us, but certainly is uniquely of us,” uttered the craftivist to their self.
“Feelings are fathoming for a way to show persons that they are both their syntax and their semantics,” minded the heart to the mind.
“Just as a state frumious emits auras broodingly dark, kindly colours of character relay a welcoming mark,” pondered the pensive person.
“If those who support phonocentrism believe the subtleties implied by tone and inflection are inimitable, then could ‘photocentrism’ imply that neither can the source of a life’s character be cloned?” inquired the curious cogitation.
“Why, hullo, wonderfully bright refractions of light,” exclaims the new bloom.
“Oh, hello to you too, vivid view of me-of-you,” replies the just-born visage. ; )