I never thought I would say this, but words fail us. As much as they add to our life experience and as much as I love books, I can see that words fall far short in both describing life's experiences, thoughts and realities as they are, and more so, they fail miserably in helping to describe what doesn't exist but could. In fact, language limits our ability to think and act. I want someone to prove me worng on this assertion.
Words
are so powerful and meaningful, but only if we can agree on what they say. Some words may describe a universal function
– time, place, temperature. Others try
to describe a combination of feelings, intentions, moods, and states of
mind. But it gets harder and harder to
use mere words in order to truly and accurately convey what deeply penetrates
us.
There
seemingly are universal truths or accepted ways to describe certain
life-altering moments, but how can words explain sound, visuals, memories, or
the extremities of life? It seems the
bigger the event, the fewer words we need – birth, death, pain, happiness – but
the strength of the impression of a thought or event that we struggle to
understand becomes hard to describe. Our
words betray us, painting wider swaths of color when narrower shades are
needed. We tend to use many words to
describe a singular, split-second moment or fleeting thought, the kind that
haunt us or dictate our lives and from which all future thoughts are filtered.
We
need to learn more words in order to appreciate and understand the experiences
or fantasies that we have. Words can
inform us as to what is possible. Words
can help us share with others. Words can
also limit us and keep us contained within their borders.
Our
language should really be a combination of words, numbers, symbols, uniform
images, and something that codes sound, sight, smell, touch, and taste. We can’t just describe things, using more and
more words as if quantity will formulaicly produce quality and accuracy.
The
dictionary may be the writer’s Bible, but it falls far short of explaining not
only what is or was, but what could be.
Words only make it into the dictionary because they’ve come to signify
something, through usage and experience.
But we need to work on supplementing the words that fail to succinctly
and accurately describe the indescribable.
Can we understand words that we’ve not yet experienced, where there are
no metaphors to explain and shape our understanding, no comparisons or
analogies, no sense of depth, proportion, relevance or boundary to give us any
idea of where something falls in the scheme of things?
How
can one understand what it’s like to get high from a drug without in fact
getting high? And when things get
compared to getting high, how can you know of those things when you have no
clear feeling for the reference point?
What good is longitude without latitude or any measurement when there’s
no tool to measure?
Humans
can’t agree on things that they witness.
People can see the same movie and conclude different opinions. We can eat the same food and find those who
disagree on everything about it. We can
have conversations where each person completely mishears and/or misunderstands
the other. We can have two experts
examine something and draw opposite conclusions. So how can we expect people to use words
correctly and in a way we all can appreciate and understand? And even if we could have agreement as to
what all words mean, there aren’t enough words to describe all feelings, ideas,
events, theories, or thoughts to the exact degree we experience them. And there aren’t enough words to lead us, to
think differently than we currently do, to take us conceptually into alternate
universes and modes of experience.
Words, my breadth and my light, feel choking and dark. I feel betrayed by the false comfort and
failed promise of what language should be.
But,
where no single words can take us, combinations of these words can, to a
degree. For that, I’m thankful. Words map our lives – I hope that we can map
new worlds with new words. The
dictionary needs to greatly expand – triple in size, over and over, again, and
again, and again, and again, and again.
It should expand in proportion to scientific discoveries and the
expansion of matter itself.
How
often do people say something and then, after struggling to use words to
transfer a combination of feelings, experiences, and ideas, say, “You know what
I mean?” If they have to ask that,
chances are you won’t know what they mean, even if you think you do.
I
don’t know why I never noticed this before, that words, as wonderful as they
are, can be so woefully incomplete, nonexistent or misused when it comes to
conveying the essence of life. I feel so
foolish, all those years, believing there was a formula of words, a string of
sentences, even a book’s worth of content that could summarize and reflect our
world, our being, our concerns, our experiences – and all of the things to be
discovered. But I was wrong, as wrong as
one could be about anything. No words,
no punctuation, no anything can describe what I feel. And that’s my point.
Words
depend on our imaginations, knowledge and imagination to fill in the gaps words
leave us with.
I am reduced to describing something based on something else, so depending on
how you have come to view or experience
that something else, your understanding will be prejudiced, and even then, how
can one really say something if what it is is all we can do by way of
comparison to show what it is not?
Words
mean different things to different people.
How they are said, by whom, where and when influence our interpretation
and understanding of these words.
Context and perspective clue us in on things.
Words
often are misused, misspelled, misread, or just plain butchered by the
speaker. This further complicates
communication and makes it impossible to be on the same page as another.
The
frame of mind of a writer or speaker – as well as the emotional mindset of the
reader or listener will also play a huge role in how one’s words are absorbed
and understood.
Further,
our personalities influence our understanding or appreciation of words, not to
mention our intellect, capacity for laughter, compassion and optimism. Words are like clothes – not everything is
the right fit or color or texture for one’s body type – and not every word is a
fit for both user and recipient.
Sometimes words need adapters or extension cords in order for them to
work.
Words
have a time and place. You wouldn’t use
the same words in the same way that you use is talk to a lover as you would a parent or a friend
or a work colleague. Language must fit
the situation and circumstance, or risk confusion, anger, disappointment or
indifference.
I
read in a book someone who was quoting dictionary.com instead of Webster’s
Dictionary. This wasn’t the first time
this has happened. Words and meanings
change over time but I didn’t think we’d switch dictionaries too.
But
which dictionary you use will dictate to a degree, the vocabulary that you
develop. One would think there’s a
universal dictionary for a universal language but in reality, the language and
the dictionary keep evolving and growing.
Words
change, in use frequency and in our understanding of what they really
mean. Dictionaries respond to such usage
and make changes based not on how words had been used or should be used, but in
fact, are used – or not. Some words fall out of use and disappear, and new ones
develop and become part of our lexicon.
Language is cultural, not a scientific math equation.
Words are reactionary, as they can only, in a limited way, explain what’s known,
observed or experienced – and in no way are predictive nor can they acknowledge
what exists but is undiscovered. Words
are inadequate catalogers of life. We
can’t all appreciate all words unless we experience them in varied scales and
nuance.
When
I recently watched a cheap movie thrill, Sin City 2, I realized that I could
never fully use words to explain how that movie made me feel or to describe the
techniques used to give off the living comic book feel. Language needs not just words, but visuals,
sounds, smells, textures, symbols, and extended codes.
I
recently bought my nine-year-old son a back-to-school pocket dictionary. It only had 40,000 words – a fraction of what
is contained in the Oxford English Dictionary or even a modern-day abridged
hardcover dictionary. Does the pocket
dictionary immediately cut him off from so many other words that he will never
grow into – or does it serve as a great appetizer for things to come?
Words may seem special, valuable, and interesting - -and they are - -but they also fail us. I can't even find the right words to describe this.
Words may seem special, valuable, and interesting - -and they are - -but they also fail us. I can't even find the right words to describe this.
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