Could it be possible that with every passing second the words that were once my joy to create a no longer mine? I have become uncertain in this craft of writing almost like a deaf man who has lost the ability to speak but can still see with his eyes and absorb information but has absorbed so much information that he has become stupid and lazy.
I once wrote everything of mine down in a notebook but soon traded everything in for the convenience of a computer and over time have become like all the other inept useless ignorant fools that cannot survive without their laptops and their smartphones unable to write a single sentence without an lol or an brb or some other abbreviation of a word.
These linguistic perversions are destroying language. Maybe it may not seem that important but language is the basis of culture. Once we lose our language we lose ourselves.