- Chris Grimes
- Carrollton, TX
- United States
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The universe is a conversation. It speaks a language that includes all things. Human beings speak a language that is based on division.
I am an artist. I am here writing words to discribe the abstration of all things using the language of man. How can we use anything so pathetic to conjour this totality of understanding. There is a bigger picture than " I am ". Mark speaks about the great triumphs of human beings due to language. What are they, compared to the simplest act in nature? Language takes parts from the whole and reassembles these parts into unconnected segments which appear to have a whole of their own. Nothing has any true meaning outside of its connection with all things. There is a universal language, isn't it time we started using it....again?













Frans Kellner 100+
That's why I love that poem of Lynn, it is the proper response.
Most people caught up in language know little.
They measure the world in all it appears and got lost in the parts.
They accurately describe what they see but from every answer they find a new host of questions arise.
It is as with a map. To know where you are you have to zoom out to see all connections and relations.
To see how to go you have to zoom in where in life you see yourself.
lynn eschbach 30+
Daffodils (1804)
I WANDER'D lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretch'd in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed -- and gazed -- but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
By William Wordsworth (1770-1850).
Chris Grimes
Thadeus Frei
Gerald O'brian 50+
And I feel that you're not giving words enough consideration. When I say "ElectroMagnetic Wave", I'm clicking on a folder in your brain holding everything that you know about it. You picture the schoolbook illustrations, symbols, practical experiences with water in a tub, ...whatever file you have in it...
We're not understanding anything through words only, in that sense. I'd say graphic illustration is most of it, but not all of it.
Words however are wonderful for transfering huge amounts of info without opening every single folder and getting lost in a crazy number of files.
Thadeus Frei
Gerald O'brian 50+
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