Reading is a complex cognitive process of decoding symbols in order to construct or derive meaning (reading comprehension). It is a means of language acquisition, of communication, and of sharing information and ideas. Like all language, it is a complex interaction between the text and the reader which is shaped by the reader’s prior knowledge, experiences, attitude, and language community which is culturally and socially situated. The reading process requires continuous practice, development, and refinement.
Readers use a variety of reading strategies to assist with decoding (to translate symbols into sounds or visual representations of speech) and comprehension. Readers may use morpheme, semantics, syntax and context clues to identify the meaning of unknown words. Readers integrate the words they have read into their existing framework of knowledge or schema (schemata theory).
Other types of reading are not speech based writing systems, such as music notation or pictograms. The common link is the interpretation of symbols to extract the meaning from the visual notations.
Reading may refer to:
Process or processing may refer to:
I've always watched the change,
watched without a sound,
and I have to wonder why,
I don't speak a word out loud.
Perhaps the world will stop for me,
and I can't stop for myself,
but I often wonder why the rest,
why they can't see themselves,
the change I have found,
that keeps me bound,
without a sound.
There's a process in the world,
and no one can stop the change.
There's a process all around us,
and things never stay the same.
They never stay the same.
There's a process in the world,
and no one can stop the change.
There's a process all around us,
alternative - mass control
diversification and guilt
jealousy prejudice
the courage to be themselves... often hated
aims to make individual freedom
spiritual bounds mental shackles
to heal the wound of separation
to question the unquestioning of the mind
offers an alternative to mass control
the center of the information war
progressed
we have progressed
physically as far as we can go... next stage mental
the process is you
justification decentralized by conditioned guilt
fear responses
realize
for individuals who wish to acquire
sigil to the will
give the mind before which is a function of the self to react
and this focusing releases a tremendous energy
as the concourse lowers positive flow of energy
so be it
the process
so be it
body like mindedness
ageless souls
striving for individual matters
toward collective goals
a guiltless state of self awareness
the process is you
I really need to talk to someone
Please hold while I put you through
I think I need a new subscription
To a life outside this queue
It's not the waiting
It's the knowing
There's no end at the other end
The stock replies anaesthetise the pain
And then it starts again
I'm stood in the queue for the queue to get out of this
process [x2]
All this waiting just to make a claim
A wage, a target set
A cry for help or understanding
Will turn to rage, cause and effect
Sober minds talk of compliance
"Wait your turn" and "show respect"
A fear of speaking in defiance
Burns a fuse with no regrets
So I let it all out, I wanna get out of this process
I let it all out, I wanna get out of this process
And here's someone I need to talk to
And someone needs to be informed
Being helpful lost the smile
And handed out the uniform
And in a cell or in the army
On the end of desks or phones
Live the crazy, acting calmly
Just wishing it would all explode
And say it out loud: You got to get out of this process
Say it out loud: You got to get out of this process
[x2]
I don't want no woman, crazy 'bout a process head1
I don't want no woman, crazy 'bout a process head
She a process head, it's almost simple head
Ain't got no money, only got a hair-do fare
Ain't got no money, only got a hair-do fare
Ain't got a dime, enough to your hair did right
Been a fool one time, crazy over process head
Been a fool one time, crazy over process head
That no-good woman, almost drove me insane
Have mercy she begged
Lord, have mercy, on this processing fool
Lord, have mercy, on, on this processing fool
She won't have a process head, she's seen*
Walking up and down the street
There's something wrong today
I can't seem to find a place in this
Social circles they spin out of control
just closing all the doors around me
the fun never ends
the fun never ends
There's someone else at the wheel tonight I'm not myself
don't know how long I can hold back this stranger
things aren't the way they seem to be
It's not what it seems to be
Got drunk in New Orleans
all alone in the cemetery again
Black magic maze and a moonless night sky
So over personalities
I long to end their games
I long to end their playground their temple
There's someone else at the wheel tonight I'm not myself
don't know how long I can hold back this stranger
before he rises to kill it all away
kill it all away
This dark imagination
gets worse as the days go by
New chapters written in the night
Oh these eyes can deceive you