The Limits of My Language Mean the Limits of My World
The limits of my language mean the limits of my world.
The limits of my language mean the limits of my world.
As its name suggests, the mental-rational structure, which Gebser believed began circa 1225 B.C., is characterized by rational, discursive thought, the kind of logical, sequential thinking associated with the left brain. Whereas the previous structure of consciousness, the mythic, is...
Source: The Secret Teachers of the Western World by Gary Lachman
Feelings are intense, words are trivial
Using words you will find are strange - Mesmerized as they light the flame - Feel the new wind of change
You can resurrect a thousand words to deceive me more and more
Words are meaningless, and forgettable
There is no pain you are receding - A distant ship, smoke on the horizon - You are only coming through in waves - Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying
I'm like a bird without a song
I bought a ticket to the world, but now I've come back again - Why do I find it hard to write the next line? Oh I want the truth to be said
Down from the clouds, words stumble 'round your head - Just can't believe in everything they've said
Hey, wait, I got a new complaint, Forever in debt to your priceless advice...
The language is leaving me in silence
Don't you think that it's boring how people talk? Making smart with their words again, well I'm bored
People talking without speaking - People hearing without listening - People writing songs that voices never shared - No one dared, disturb the sound of silence
More than words, Is all you have to do to make it real
There's a progress we have found - (when the rain) - A way to talk around the problem - (when the children reign) - Building towered foresight - (keep your conscience in the dark) - Isn't anything at all - (melt the statues in the park)
The words we use are strong - They make reality
All the WORDS that I've been reading, have now started the act of bleeding - Into ONE, into ONE
Feelings are intense, words are trivial
Feelings Are Intense, Words Are Trivial
To start by making the trade center disappear, though, seems a good way to begin.
High Time We Made a Stand
Read it in the books, in the crannies and the nooks, there are books to read.