Upon reflection… and a conversation about my last post, it’s possible that my LePellian Dictionary idea may have been opaque…was I announcing something? How, exactly, did the rabbit hole fit into the equation? So, yes…I’m announcing something, for now… I love to define my terms…remember that ol’ instruction all through school? “Define your Terms people!” An invitation to build clarity…yay…I remember that after squeezing down a little harder on my pen, squinting with intensity and wrestling with my definitions (don’t forget context my dear), my argument was silky smooth…yours? Was it, is it, a sensual thing? Perhaps, or perhaps that is part of Memory–conjured through the senses? Okay, we’ll save that one for another time, like…tomorrow? Remind me? Let’s begin: Assumption #1:
Language is fluid, elastic, evolving? If you don’t see language as “alive” in this way, you will find little interest in my website. Adios and have a good life. For the rest of us, we contribute to this dance, this stream of change almost daily. Let’s try a Tango, shall we?
Let’s start with some key words in my website. (see “home?”) “To know is to love.” what the fuck is that supposed to mean? Someone posted a note on FB asking about my use of “humble” in the next sentence. Ahh… Two words are screaming for ntion. “Know” and “Love.”
Who wants to take the first stab at this? Not to worry, some folks spend an entire lifetime defining this word. A Time magazine article brushes a surface. Feel free to throw some more links in here…there’s roughly 2 billion?
I’m suddenly reticent. In my profession of playwriting, it is always wiser to find out what the audience perceives before putting forth the writer’s explanation of the work. I’m inclined to do this — maybe there’s a middle ground. I’ll be brief, (ha!) and hope you chime in. Starting backwards like we did yesterday. I am not talking about Romantic Love here. Notice the word “pleasure” sneaking its way into the image? I am not really talking about “pleasure” here. I equate knowing with loving — it has to do depth. When we sink down down into the very essence of something, examine it until we can no longer “think” at all, but just bathe in its very existence, we begin to “know” it, we begin to join it somehow? We begin to love. We surrender our material self to something larger…we begin to love. Joining, communing, it has an intimate quality, warmth (see below), a gentleness, and gratitude. Gratitude inspires humility. We are Inside. Outside.
It takes work. It takes real work to “know.” Maybe it takes real work to “love.”
Reply? Comment? — let’s Define our Terms — for the silky smooth feel of it?