The purpose of a fish trap is to catch fish, and when the fish are caught, the trap is forgotten. The purpose of a rabbit snare is to catch rabbits. When the rabbits are caught, the snare is forgotten. The purpose of words is to convey ideas. When the ideas are grasped, the words are forgotten. Where can I find a man who has forgotten words? He is the one I would like to talk to. -Chuang Tzu
Forgetting the words. It is the idea. It is the essence. Words change with time. Meanings of words change with the man. It is the idea of constructs and perceptions again and each has his and walking into the relationship of things and man those words as constructs corrupt the true conveyance of the message.
And so it is. Wrapped up in words we cloth ourselves in layers of words. Words to protect us and keep us safe and comfortable. We dress up in words to show the world a better side to ourselves. We present our words as we want to be seen not as we truly are. Even then the words that build up or tear down are not who we are but ways to get what we want. We protect ourselves with our words. We protect our hearts and minds and beliefs with our words. Soft and tender like the petal, sharp and pointed as the thorn. eventually dried and brittle tucked away or pressed in a book our words become. Always lingering in the air. Woven into the strands of life, a waft of words.
Seemly full of very bad analogies today am I.