a sad truth about this world is that we will never see eye to eye. in the sad sea of subjectivity that is our reality, i might never understand what it is you are saying to me and you might never understand who i even am. our hearts want to be kind, we want to caress and love and forgive and advise, but truly we are all islands, and we just can't reach far enough (or we reach the wrong directions in the fog).
it's almost like derrida was only hitting the tip of the iceberg. language is not the only thing that undergoes deconstruction; rather the entirety of human behaviour does. a kiss is a kiss to me is a kiss to her is a promise to him is a deception to you is a mistake to everyone else. our thoughts are within our skulls, and we cannot release them. they cannot be expressed without being torn to shreds by the winds of misinterpretation. we will never understand how we feel.
all of my arguments have lately led to this conclusion. and it is this stark fact that leaves me feeling like so much is lost in the world.
but then, how does the world function if no one ever Knows, let alone knows Truth?
it must be some sort of faith. we have to believe each other and believe that we do understand one another in order to feel like we belong together. we hold each other hoping to god we're both in love, hoping to god we're both feeling the same feeling in our chests. we hold hands believing it's as magical for the other as it is for ourselves. we betray with faith that we are not being betrayed.
faith is hope, is the belief in something good that can never be proven. i've been doubting it for so long, but never realized that it's necessary for us to function, and that without it we'd be babbling words and feelings for no one to receive.
we'd kick and we'd scream but no one would see us.
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