one only needs look at this world, this world of blogdom to cast a glance into the heart's intrigue in language. the bookstores, the coffeeshops, the authors, the english teachers, the classics. there are very little things that can stand the test of time and literature/language is one of them.
this intrigue in language is greeted rather rudely by a vast expanse of grammapolitics (words and syntax and rules) that stretch from our diminutive understanding and stretch into the dredges of human thought. this breadth and depth is immeasurable as it stretches from what we know physically to what we dream subconsciously. it stretches from what i am thinking and simplifies down into what i say, however language stretches further than our thoughts and statements. however because we are so inequipped lingually we are unaware of this "second leg" of the language's body and therefore many times we are completely and wholly unable to express ourselves.
this lack of understanding is most easily identifiable in our inability to grasp and run with the fullness of a word. the fullness of words is something that we will never fully understand. we will never fully know the meaning of a given word --- say, love.
love is an easy word to point out because it has such an intriguing and convoluted emotionality. this emotionality is interconnected with the four letters which create this very simple word. this word has such a deep and rich emotional quality and yet it abides in such a small and simple word. words with such capacity for emotion would seemingly live inside of words that can match the grandeur...words like onomatopoeia. but it doesn't.
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there are many quotes by intelligent people that fall along the lines of "what you do is infinitely more important than what you say." why? why is what we say, is of very little importance? it is because even when we say things, we still don't understand. we don't know what those combinations of words might mean. we simply don't know how certain words strike others and never can be fully content with our communication, outside of our physical actions revealing the truth in our words.
so back to the word and world of love. this is a word that is thrown into conversations rather haphazardly. perhaps with a family member the final thing you say could be, "love you bye" really quickly. my guess is that such a phrase explodes out of your mouth like a busta rhymes lyric. this is oxymoronic - this is why there is such disparity between our actions and our words. love cannot rush from the tip of our tongue into the cochlea of our communicatee and evaporate without striking the neural connections of our brain.
love....love has to be a word that drips like a leaky faucet. the emotional context has to build and build and build and then become so heavy that the droplet falls effortlessly to the sink - rippling what once was serene, standing water. love has to be a word that simply drips off the end of our tongue because we simply cannot keep those four letters out of the air. it has to. it simply does.
words are meaningless, if we use them in situations where their true characters are not allowed to shine. "love you bye" busta rhymes style means nothing more than "bye" because the love you is not a genuine drop of language, but a forced correct formulation of letters. i don't want to hear an "i love you" that snaps like a kit kat bar. i want all of my "i love you's" to cluster and drip like molasses, intoxicating the air with the truth: truth of the emotionality behind my language and the the truth that can only come with the correct usage of the word.
AMEN
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