Another great post
Accompanying podcast: Everything Changes with the Light (with Bo Moore)
Not having names for feelings = not having feelings that match the names.
Fiction conceals the truth by adding an overlay of fantasy. Non-fiction obscures its own fictional nature by presenting mere facts as truth.
He wrestled with the words on the screen. It was literally as if some organism inside him were fighting against an awareness that was struggling to emerge. It was the awareness that language had him as its prisoner, and that it would resist, with everything it had, all his attempts to express that fact through language. Maybe even this was the final, the most advanced strategy of language: to imprison him via his very efforts to use it to get free of it?
What unfathomable cunning! As long as he believed that language offered the means to understand the nature of the matrix he was…
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