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I just had an epiphany..

Mon Feb 9 23:32:00 UTC+1100 2004

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You know in Pulp Fiction how Jules is telling Vince how he had an epiphany, or a 'what alcoholics like to refer to as a moment of clarity'?

Well, that just happened to me. I want to write down what was in my head, because it all made perfect sense at the time. I've been seriously *thinking* about some complicated logic stuff for the last ten hours, and my brain hurts. I was trying to go to sleep, but my mind turned from one thing to the next. Basically there is no way I'll be able to express my thoughts, becuse it felt like a short novel played out in my head in the space of five minutes, but in point form:

I've been frustrated by poor use of language all day, where statements put as assertions conflicted to the point of nonsense, and I've been trying to find the truth in the matter. For details you can see this post.

I was wondering how this could have passed any serious scrutiny by people, but it has.

Anyway, my mind bought sarcasm and irony into the picture, for a variety of reasons.

I got thinking about language.

I got thinking about 'evil' mega-corps based on a variety of news I saw this evening that was manipulative.

I realised that I think in language.

I realised that I communicate in language.

Words that are defined in terms of other words can't have any *real* meaning.

I realised that if I don't understand another persons language they appear to be speaking jibberish to me.

I thought more about sarcasm and how its being applied in language. It causes a statement to be both true and false at the same time, thereby no meaning can be derived.

I remembered a friends comment to me from recently about wondering if a certain person whos native language was not English actually 'knew' what they were saying all of the time, or if they were just making noises.

I realised that I speak nonsense, and everyone around me speaks nonsense.

Our brains are just sophisticated pattern matchers that have adapted to created acceptable responses.

I can actually *program* people with words. I can also be *programmed* with words.

Orwell wasn't a genious. He was wrong. (I can't remember why, but I was sure it was true).

That was about it. Obviously, there was more too it, etc. but that I think expresses the essence.

How does that make you feel? What are you going to do now?

John.


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