stop making sense

For whom do I write for?

I write with two hands. A little elegant, a little drunk, like the neon lights from the backseat of a taxi cab. Anxious arms? I fear I do not know how to spell. Even the word 'spell' looks strange to me, when I find the time to look at it. I look at it, and how foreign? The strange design, grapheme, symbol, gram. How can someone, anyone, have their own hand, unique, stylized, and yet communicate the universal symbol (both the universal and the symbol), the grapheme, in short, language as such? How can I maintain my writing is not just meaningful, or literate, but legible? Why and how is legibility ensured, in typeset (font? font type? font style?) or otherwise? What does font today, the hand of the machine, computer, print, etc., conceal or suggest? Can I be known through my font? What do different font types suggest? Legibility opens this question: how is form read? How is it passable, iterable, readable? But when I say ghggmgjewhn is it legible? Can I interpret it, like your thoughts, like your many moods, that always move me? Is it like the breeze or the sun to me? What is the depth of this symbol? I want to ask: what is the meaning of nonsense? Is nonsense still legible?