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It's crazy...this THING that is you, that is me, that is US. What is IT I wonder that makes us, that makes me, that makes you? That provides the sun, the air, the moon and the stars that are above. I know who created it, you know who created it. But are we doing with that "creation" all that was/is meant to be done?? Or are we simply ruining it by actions that were never really intended? Like the words that form in our minds at birth, the sounds that we come to understand the, actions that we begin to do naturally..do we learn these things or do we already know them? For instance, we all know that the color blue when used a certain way describes the color of a picture, at the same time that very same word can have an entirely different meaning when used to describe ones' mood. But who decided first that the word "blue" was meant to describe the color of something as such?? Like what if the NAME for the color "Blue" were "Red" and vise versa?? Where am I going??

Today I was listening to some music in which the word "Bitch" was used numerous times to describe women. It was used in both a positive and a negative way, and yes I know that the usage of this word just like others' in history have been debated, but I got to thinking something....The word bitch is used over and over again to describe a woman in a negative disparaging way when said mostly by men. But when used by a woman to describe herself it's meant in a confident way. Like a woman will say" I'm a TOTAL Bitch" which is to say that she is a take charge,no nonsense person. While we all know that the dictionary describes it as:
Pronunciation:
\ˈbich\
Function:
noun
Etymology:
Middle English bicche, from Old English bicce
Date:
before 12th century

1: the female of the dog or some other carnivorous mammals

So who then decided that this was the word to use when speaking negatively about a woman??

The point of this(because I know you may be wondering)is, words are used to describe things in a variety of ways. Some meant in good ways others in bad, but if we do not know the true and exact origin of the word and it's meaning, then who are we to decide which way it should be implied when said...Think about(if THINK is the WORD)....

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