John Noble (
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Communication
So, I was reading Megan's Most Recent Post, and thought I might post something on communication. Sadly, I'm not sure what I have to say on the subject. How absolutely appropriate.
I love language. It's actually an odd phenomenon if I think about it long enough. Both Leslie and Gene - two pewople I have known for a great length of time - seem fascinated with Language. My brother Josh also takes an interest, mostly in 'dead' languages like latin, greek, and french. looking around my current circle of friends, Beth, Rae, and Tara are all interested enough in Language to study it in depth.
Somehow, I think my love of language is similar to all of theirs and yet... different. Estranged, in a way I can't explain, only that I feel I don't wrap my mind around it the same way they do. It may seem obvious, and the difference may be impossible to find, but I'm interested in language insofar as it it communicates. As I mentioned to Hexxy in a comment on Leslie's Journal, I don't care so much WHAT terms you use, so long as they are defined precisely and used consistantly.
I admire a number of my friends, Nifer, Louis, and Rachel, because of the way they seem to be able to communicate. Nifer, as you may know, conveys meaning in her writing (especially her lyrics) in ways I can only hope to emulate. I'm afraid my praise comes too often for it to be taken seriously, but Louis seems to have a way of conveying thought that I don't believe I could touch if I tried. Rachel has Theatre, which I admire in general, but it is also another form of communication which I do not possess.
I've rather lost my train of thought due to exhaustion. Let's see if I can finish up my last few points.
Firstly, Megan said something about not opening up. I, myself, have learned that I like to tralk, and have realized on occation that I have a tendancy, especially when I feel really comfortable, to pick up a conversation and run with it. I talk too much. Infact, I'm quite confident that I would tell my life story to anyone willing to listen. I think that might say something about me.
It occures to me that I find deep significance where other likely do not. I find profound statements in ordinary comments, made in passing. "Art requires contrast," for example, I saw sometime today and it just jumped out at me as strikingly meaningful, in scopes well beyond simply the artistic.
All today I was itching for a little verbal sparing, some intellectual combat if you will. Just a little back and forth play with someone on some subject or another. I would perhaps approach Kincaid, except that I fear she could quite succinctly shred me to ribbons. I suppose I admire her ability to communicate as well.
I hate it when I have a great inspiration for posting, and then my brain starts shutting down half-way through.
I know I have alot more to say, I just can't think of how to say it.
How absolutely appropriate.
I love language. It's actually an odd phenomenon if I think about it long enough. Both Leslie and Gene - two pewople I have known for a great length of time - seem fascinated with Language. My brother Josh also takes an interest, mostly in 'dead' languages like latin, greek, and french. looking around my current circle of friends, Beth, Rae, and Tara are all interested enough in Language to study it in depth.
Somehow, I think my love of language is similar to all of theirs and yet... different. Estranged, in a way I can't explain, only that I feel I don't wrap my mind around it the same way they do. It may seem obvious, and the difference may be impossible to find, but I'm interested in language insofar as it it communicates. As I mentioned to Hexxy in a comment on Leslie's Journal, I don't care so much WHAT terms you use, so long as they are defined precisely and used consistantly.
I admire a number of my friends, Nifer, Louis, and Rachel, because of the way they seem to be able to communicate. Nifer, as you may know, conveys meaning in her writing (especially her lyrics) in ways I can only hope to emulate. I'm afraid my praise comes too often for it to be taken seriously, but Louis seems to have a way of conveying thought that I don't believe I could touch if I tried. Rachel has Theatre, which I admire in general, but it is also another form of communication which I do not possess.
I've rather lost my train of thought due to exhaustion. Let's see if I can finish up my last few points.
I hate it when I have a great inspiration for posting, and then my brain starts shutting down half-way through.
I know I have alot more to say, I just can't think of how to say it.
How absolutely appropriate.
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thanks, cosidering my vocabluary is that of a 8th grader, that means a lot to me :).
"I hate it when I have a great inspiration for posting, and then my brain starts shutting down half-way through. " I know that feeling all to well my friend!
" I talk too much"
not true, you just think you do because you always listen to yourself
"I'm quite confident that I would tell my life story to anyone willing to listen"\
very true, but its a good story.
"All today I was itching for a little verbal sparing, some intellectual combat if you will. Just a little back and forth play with someone on some subject or another. I would perhaps approach Kincaid, except that I fear she could quite succinctly shred me to ribbons. I suppose I admire her ability to communicate as well."
I find that when I get n that mood, pickles have very interesting tales to tell....
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What have you seen?
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(and Leslie's an idiot...)
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-Shrugs- Eh, we're all just big 8th Graders, when it comes down to it.
...OK, maybe not...
"...not true, you just think you do because you always listen to yourself..."
You make an interesting point, and it actually gos along with my theory on how we're always especially hard on ourselves because, let's face it, we have to live with ourselves. We see our own flaws intimately, and we're privy to every thought we ever have. Perhapse I feel I say things over and over again ad nausium because I listen to myself everytime I say it.
But I still talk to much, if you're foolish enough to let me. ^_^;;
"...pickles have very interesting tales to tell..."
You're...odd...
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Along a similiar train of thought... I heard once (and truely believe it) that the people we either hate the most, or have the hardest time accepting, are generally people that subconsciously share the same traits that we hate in our ownselves. It would make sense... If you have trouble accepting a deeply annoying personality trait in yourself, how can you readily accept someone that only mirrors your own personal dislike?
food for thought.
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