Written words. Yes!
This remember me at: On an early freezing morning there was no fire but some hot tea and a warm tick pancake. As the tea was too hot, I choose the pancake and pushed a huge piece in my mouth. Then I got this question: when you tast the pancake, is the recipe included? I couldn't aswer, was too buzy to try to swallow. But now I forgot the recipe. Hehe.
The essence of the minds of sentient beings interpenetrate without obstruction. They are vast like space, deep like the ocean. Being like space, their essence is the equal everywhere, with no distinctive marks to be apprehended.