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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You make a valid point, and I see your reasoning.
I suppose it's something like this - in jui-jitsu class, you (generally) spar with those on your level. In this way, each participant can learn something, of themselves and of the fighting style. You don't fight with first-year students, or if you do, you pull your punches and teach more than practice. Even with this being given, however, there will come a time when the instructor calls you to the match. While he is more skilled and better practiced, by far, than you are, it can be a valuable exercise and, if he is a good instructor, he will teach more than practice.
With that in mind, maybe I'll yet get up the courage to seek out Ms. Kincaid.
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This, however, is beside the point. I hope you do go seek out Miss Kincaid, because I think you'll find that, challenging yourself, you might not be as at a loss against her as you imagine.
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You may be right. I DOUBT it, but you may be right.
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I'm wounded, really.
"I've got my mind made up; don't confuse me with facts", hmm? ^___~
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Wounded? Why, I'm merely doubting my own abilities.
And, while you're comment is both clever and scathing, no, that's not what I meant. I was making an analogy, and I was more trying to make a general comment on life than a critique on jui-jitsu traning.
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::laughs:: Yes, I understand what you were trying to do. I'm just a literal bitch. ::grins::