Sometimes, I reckon I surprise even myself with random quotes that I never knew exist in my word bank. One of my creations, circa 2006, was this: Words become superfluous when there is nothing [more] to say.
A word is defined as a unit of language, consisting of one or more spoken sounds, that functions as a principal carrier of meaning. Meaning, however, likens an onion. No, it does not make people cry, well, not all the time; it has layers, layers to be unveiled and revealed.
What makes comprehension of meaning perplexing is the place of meaning. And truth be told, Semantics, or the knowledge of meaning, is hardly easily decipherable. If meaning were the interpretation of words, and if meanings were given to objects, people and ideas according to our cognitive systems, which are inherently based on our experiences and conditioning, then meanings do not remain constant even to each person using the same words in similar situations or contexts.
Now, wiser in the person through Jesus that I reckon I am, I am grateful to guard my heart and my mouth, lest I may have to eat my words.
And so, two months and two emails later, there's nothing, no words, still...
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