Spinning and Whirring, Whirring and Spinning

... inside a tiny yet massive existential container.

Infinity can be contained and even represented if we just stop thinking about 'things'. Assigning labels like 'it' or 'that' or 'something' or even 'nothing' creates false thought boundaries.

Surely, words are needed to communicate. But let's be real: infinity doesn't exist in communication because communication is only a transfer of labels of finite things ('that', 'something', 'you', 'life', 'yesterday', 'sex', etc).

It's been often said by many a philosopher that no one idea can be purely represented such that the exact same idea is created in the mind of the person to whom the idea is being explained.

Succinctly, language is dead. However, it always has been and it always will be a necessity of human existence. Linguicists and English professors alike will lament the inherent fallibility of human communication 'till their death (see Noam Chomsky) but they'll also concede to the fact that regardless of how inaccurate our speech is, it's required to progress at all, anywhere, doing anything.

This is of course unless you live in your own universe, like I do.

See, I've decided to create my own language, for use in my own universe, in conversations between my own sentient beings, using not words but mental vibrations that are 100% spot-on representations of the things they 'label'.

Think of it this way: in *my* world, I wouldn't say to you "I have a blue car". No. In *my* world, I would simply SEND you a mental vibration exactly representing the exact car, that is blue, and that I own, hence eliminating the need for any clarification (what shade of blue? how large? 2 door or 4 door? tinted windows?).

See, I've got this "reality" shit figured out.

You people think I don't, but really I do.