Words, words and more words. Comparing humans to all other species, we seem to have the most sophisticated form of language. Conveying feelings, our needs, wants, perspectives, forming highly complex systems, scientific theories, myth, money or even something like this, discussing a certain topic and what it ‘means’.
So, do all these words help or hinder us?
It makes sense that the existence of language is to thank for so many things. As stated before, it made everything much more complex. Bringing about the innovations of man. The problem is it also forced us to step up our complexity. Obviously, we wouldn't have come up with it if we weren’t ready in some way but you get to a point where a big downfall arises from all the linguistics of language.
This ability can never truly explain our feelings. We don’t even know them most of the time. It’s just a simple attempt, a certain trained and practiced sequence of noise, given to us by other people, that’s supposed to somehow hold an accurate description of something as surreal as personal emotions. Emotions are nowhere near as ‘literal’ as the words we try to use to explain them.
They start to drown out what’s real, what the language comes from, why it exists. Entering its own realm, no longer conveying feeling, instead just explaining other words, in relation to more words and more, it never ends. Like a feedback loop, layers upon layers of something that has no intrinsic meaning. They become something just to fill the void. What matters, feelings, are washed away by this endless stream of meaningless words.
Once human language begins it only becomes more and more complicated. Coming up with words to explain other words. Where does it end?
Language is so literal. Humans and the flow of our feelings, spiking and dropping, the spontaneity, this is not literal in the general sense of the word. When we feel things, they aren’t felt through the words they’re felt through the feelings themselves. Language is one of the last steps in the process of developing thoughts. It makes sense that it's also the least reliable because of this, carrying the least amount of information. Least true to form.
For something so inaccurate of what’s real, we seem to lay such heavy importance on it. Thinking of the words them self's, instead of the feelings behind them. Reacting as if they’re real as if they’re a raw display of true emotion. Letting it negatively affect how we interact with one another, and even scaring our self's, by the words that are come up with to explain different feelings.
We become hidden in the layers of words chosen to explain our self's. Getting lost in a world of trivial language, forgetting the depth of where they come from. Miscommunication, not being able to articulate the real feelings, becomes skewed, adding more meaning to things that are at most times quite simple. Words to explain feelings, then more words to explain the previous words, layer over layer. Until the message isn’t itself anymore, just a conglomeration of all these other things with no relation to the root.
Some people become lost, no longer in touch, with the feelings of themselves and those around them. Only seeing life in the literal complexities of language. Forgetting where it comes from. Life becomes overly complicated, moving away from the true simplicity of everything, where the value lies.
To deal with this, we have to find other ways to express our self's, or just being silent. Being with the feelings, rather than trying to explain them, thinking to fill the silence in our head. There’s no doubt language can be just as expressive as other forms of emotional expression. The problem starts to show when it’s our only outlet, and we become trapped in one mode of thinking. The things that are important in life, most times, can never truly be explained in words. So just start feeling, and noticing the ebb and flow of your emotions.
So, do all these words help or hinder us?
It makes sense that the existence of language is to thank for so many things. As stated before, it made everything much more complex. Bringing about the innovations of man. The problem is it also forced us to step up our complexity. Obviously, we wouldn't have come up with it if we weren’t ready in some way but you get to a point where a big downfall arises from all the linguistics of language.
This ability can never truly explain our feelings. We don’t even know them most of the time. It’s just a simple attempt, a certain trained and practiced sequence of noise, given to us by other people, that’s supposed to somehow hold an accurate description of something as surreal as personal emotions. Emotions are nowhere near as ‘literal’ as the words we try to use to explain them.
They start to drown out what’s real, what the language comes from, why it exists. Entering its own realm, no longer conveying feeling, instead just explaining other words, in relation to more words and more, it never ends. Like a feedback loop, layers upon layers of something that has no intrinsic meaning. They become something just to fill the void. What matters, feelings, are washed away by this endless stream of meaningless words.
Once human language begins it only becomes more and more complicated. Coming up with words to explain other words. Where does it end?
Language is so literal. Humans and the flow of our feelings, spiking and dropping, the spontaneity, this is not literal in the general sense of the word. When we feel things, they aren’t felt through the words they’re felt through the feelings themselves. Language is one of the last steps in the process of developing thoughts. It makes sense that it's also the least reliable because of this, carrying the least amount of information. Least true to form.
For something so inaccurate of what’s real, we seem to lay such heavy importance on it. Thinking of the words them self's, instead of the feelings behind them. Reacting as if they’re real as if they’re a raw display of true emotion. Letting it negatively affect how we interact with one another, and even scaring our self's, by the words that are come up with to explain different feelings.
We become hidden in the layers of words chosen to explain our self's. Getting lost in a world of trivial language, forgetting the depth of where they come from. Miscommunication, not being able to articulate the real feelings, becomes skewed, adding more meaning to things that are at most times quite simple. Words to explain feelings, then more words to explain the previous words, layer over layer. Until the message isn’t itself anymore, just a conglomeration of all these other things with no relation to the root.
Some people become lost, no longer in touch, with the feelings of themselves and those around them. Only seeing life in the literal complexities of language. Forgetting where it comes from. Life becomes overly complicated, moving away from the true simplicity of everything, where the value lies.
To deal with this, we have to find other ways to express our self's, or just being silent. Being with the feelings, rather than trying to explain them, thinking to fill the silence in our head. There’s no doubt language can be just as expressive as other forms of emotional expression. The problem starts to show when it’s our only outlet, and we become trapped in one mode of thinking. The things that are important in life, most times, can never truly be explained in words. So just start feeling, and noticing the ebb and flow of your emotions.
