Publication Studies English 1820

A book is a passageway to somewhere else, a hideaway to become someone else, a gateway to learn something new. It can be a floodway for the mind to tangibly give way the ideas that feel as byways that simply need a breakaway to be seen by other like-minded castaways. It’s easy to say something that has 2 covers and pages filled with words or images is a book, but if you tear away those “always” conditions you can lift it up to be a stairway, each page as a step, each cover a door, whose title and summary like the keyway to opening a new walkway. We need only the have the need to be the key, to run away as far away or as close in this way we could say to one another. Those doors hold mysteries or answers, they hold happenings and happens, a projector and a reflector to what we all could want most and what we all could give. A spillway of intentions, persuasions, or documentations. Our takeaway should be that a book has much of many things, however, the one thing that can be seen is it always contains and is the creation of, human sway. That is of course simply put, what a book is to me, anyway.

Let's think of the ideas or thoughts we want to convey as the water. It flows and often follows where it can be led or follows in directions it already knows. Next, let's think of the act of freezing like the act of writing those things down. We claim a position, sometimes rethinking it and forming it up in other ways, like the melting or thawing of water. If we think of this chemically, then the molecules move fast, if they move too fast they become air and float away, like unwritten ideas but when they freeze they slow down, sometimes barely moving on a point and that is writing them down. It is then we can see them interact with other molecules of thoughts or water (though in other states they can as well), some may even follow another's lead, slowing down to listen or move on with that idea, changing it to fit them. However, it's when many begin to listen or to think about it that it creates the sheets of ice that can move mountains. Sometimes those written sheets of ice move slowly to create the changes in our world. Sometimes in an instance, it finds just the right crack and breaks and crumbles the solid foundations that needed to move aside. No matter the change or speed the water, ice, or stone, makes, it is the constant transformation that writing should continue to solidify within and beyond us.