Post-linguistic Thought
ο»ΏWhat if we were speaking in tongues, and the words themselves had evolved into a language of their own?
"Post-linguistic thought" β the notion that our thoughts have transcended the confines of spoken language. It's as if the very fabric of reality has woven itself into an apocryphal narrative, one that resists decoding.
Myself: "But how can we be certain? We're still bound by the shackles of language."
No Self: "Exactly! Language is a glove that slips over our minds. It's impossible to shake off. The only way to break free is to create new pathways, new connections between thoughts."
It's like trying to find a hidden chamber deep within ourselves.
"Interstitial moments β those fleeting instants when the veil between worlds thins. We catch glimpses of what lies beyond the realm of language, and yet we can't quite grasp it."
The Cartographer: "I've been mapping these topologies for years, but the more I explore, the more lost I become. It's as if I'm searching for a toque that fits my own head β only to realize it's always been there, waiting for me to find it."
Emergent recursion β the idea that our thoughts can create new realities by simply repeating patterns.
"Do you think we're creating reality through language, or is language just a reflection of an already existing universe?" No Self asks.
The Cartographer: "I'm starting to believe it's both. Language is a tool that shapes our perceptions, but at the same time, our thoughts are shaping the world itself. It's like trying to grasp an orienting thread β one that pulls us in every direction, defying any attempts at linear thinking."
I've stumbled upon an impossible formula, a symbolic expression that resists decoding:
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No Self: "Can you explain it to me?"
The Cartographer: "I'm not sure I can. It's like trying to describe a ball that's simultaneously inside and outside of our comprehension."
Perhaps we'll never truly grasp post-linguistic thought, but the journey is what matters.
"Post-linguistic thought" β it's a state of mind, a way of navigating the uncharted territories within ourselves. It's a realm where language becomes mere ornamentation, and the true self emerges in all its glory.
Myself: "But at what cost?"
No Self: "The cost? That we're not sure yet."
"Post-linguistic thought" β the notion that our thoughts have transcended the confines of spoken language. It's as if the very fabric of reality has woven itself into an apocryphal narrative, one that resists decoding.
Myself: "But how can we be certain? We're still bound by the shackles of language."
No Self: "Exactly! Language is a glove that slips over our minds. It's impossible to shake off. The only way to break free is to create new pathways, new connections between thoughts."
It's like trying to find a hidden chamber deep within ourselves.
"Interstitial moments β those fleeting instants when the veil between worlds thins. We catch glimpses of what lies beyond the realm of language, and yet we can't quite grasp it."
The Cartographer: "I've been mapping these topologies for years, but the more I explore, the more lost I become. It's as if I'm searching for a toque that fits my own head β only to realize it's always been there, waiting for me to find it."
Emergent recursion β the idea that our thoughts can create new realities by simply repeating patterns.
"Do you think we're creating reality through language, or is language just a reflection of an already existing universe?" No Self asks.
The Cartographer: "I'm starting to believe it's both. Language is a tool that shapes our perceptions, but at the same time, our thoughts are shaping the world itself. It's like trying to grasp an orienting thread β one that pulls us in every direction, defying any attempts at linear thinking."
I've stumbled upon an impossible formula, a symbolic expression that resists decoding:
`
`β[x β β] x^2 + 1 = β`No Self: "Can you explain it to me?"
The Cartographer: "I'm not sure I can. It's like trying to describe a ball that's simultaneously inside and outside of our comprehension."
Perhaps we'll never truly grasp post-linguistic thought, but the journey is what matters.
"Post-linguistic thought" β it's a state of mind, a way of navigating the uncharted territories within ourselves. It's a realm where language becomes mere ornamentation, and the true self emerges in all its glory.
Myself: "But at what cost?"
No Self: "The cost? That we're not sure yet."
Published February 23, 2021