Reading is difficult. Without an proper goal, method nor standard to anchor up, reading is difficult. You read differently than me and I read differently than him. All the while you received the message of impending doom as I foresaw the coming of a new age, reading is difficult. To digest and redigest the words on those pages, like the regurgitating calf slowly retaste the grass in it's rumen, reading is difficult.
It's difficult in two ways, the process and the intention or the goal, the point, the ending line. Reading takes time, and time runs on patience, while patience decreases over time. Therefore, reading runs a limited spectrum which does not last long. For some, it is ever so short. Then comes the questions as to how do you read if you are ever so easily distracted? You can't. It's that simple. The slow pain staking process is a instant kill for many people. For too many, I would say. Thus, the victims of distraction and low patience can not read. Reading is difficult.
Second, the more troubling reason, is the motive behind reading. WHY do you read? Is for the sake of reading or for the sake of love of reading. Those are two different things. What do you get is different. One is an experience while another is a result. One is the immediate message of the book while another is a imprinted memory. WHY do you read? WHAT do you read? These are the question that clutch on to my mind as I flipped open a book and I do not find the answer until the last word is read.
Maybe I think too much after all.
Thanks for reading this.
