Hole,
I am not an
expert in astronomy, but I have read, that a black hole is a region in space
time, where gravity is so strong, that nothing including light and other electromagnetic
waves has enough energy to escape it. Black holes are formed by gravitational
collapses of massive objects, such as stars or galaxies. I don’t find use of metaphors
productive, but in the case of a black hole, I make an exception.
In this
writing, I will refer to our habitual, unnatural, unconscious way of talking – in which we produce
what I call Disembodied Language (DL), in which we, as speakers, do not listen
to ourselves – as a black hole. Black holes are often personified and talked about
in terms of human actions, such as eating, devouring, and spewing matter. Often,
black holes are depicted as predators, beasts or monsters.
Although a
black hole is not really a hole, but just a metaphor, we are not very sophisticated
about our use of language and this is why, many view a black hole as some mysterious
space entity, which is up to no good. Perhaps, it helps to reflect on the meaning
of a metaphor, as a writing or communication tool. It gets messy really quickly
with metaphors, because the entire notion, that there is language inside of us
and that we think, is – in and of itself – a metaphor.
To be clear, here are a couple of common metaphors, so that everyone knows why thinking is also a metaphor. Time is money. No man is an island. He had a heart of stone. Laughter is the best medicine. He was a late bloomer. Age is a state of mind. She was living in her own bubble. So, a metaphor is a figure of speech that describes an object or action in a way that isn't literally true but helps explain an idea or make a comparison. Likewise, I think therefore I am, is also a metaphor.
We never
talk about the metaphor, that we think, because our dull, insensitive DL simply
doesn’t allow us to do that. We need Embodied Language (EL), to get clear about
the undeniable fact, that so-called private speech – that, we can have a quiet,
inner conversation, inside our head with ourselves and we are thinking about our
thinking – isn’t the same as talking out loud with ourselves. In other words, metaphors,
will only help us to learn, by making useful associations, as long as we are
not getting completely carried away by our fantasy language.
Our DL is a
black hole, because we never even talk about the immense difference between our
EL and our DL, between real human interaction and the pretention or the assumption
of communication. We need to have EL, to be able to talk about the great difference
between DL and EL. Indeed, we have to lighten up, to get out of our dark hole
of DL.
I can only
laugh, if there is EL. All the amusement that is based on DL, I find utterly
boring. Yes, you cannot laugh with me,
because of your automatic DL, but I continue to have fun with my EL, without
you. My humor doesn’t depend on your humorless way of dealing with language. Actually,
I am quite comfortable laughing by myself and talking out loud with myself.
While you may regard this as a sign of madness, I consider my EL as the basis of
sanity.
Make no
mistake, it is you, who can’t laugh and who is insane. It is you, not me, who needs
someone else to make you laugh, who is a demanding, fanatic, miserable,
dissatisfied, angry problem-maker. It is you, who keeps claiming to have the
solution for all the troubles, which you keep creating. Your silver bullets
never hit the target they were supposed to hit. Such a great wild-west-cowboy metaphor.
You are not a straight shooter and you aim at the wrong target anyway. Shooting
from the hip with your DL and taking pot-shots, isn’t working, when your goal
is to live a happy, fulfilling, peaceful, meaningful life.
You need to
hit rock-bottom, with your inability to laugh. I will verbally do whatever I
can, to help you achieve that deep level of profound understanding. I know, my
humor is for me and not for you and that is why I keep rubbing it in, because it
feels so good, to get this off my chest. I have no problem with you down there.
By all means, be yourself and remain as you are: stupid, distracted, arrogant, superstitious,
ignorant and phony. I will continue to do my thing and let you know how much
fun I have, up here.
During our
horrible DL, everybody always pretends to be better than or above someone else,
but once we finally can have our EL, we realize, we are truly better off, than those zealous morons, who
imagine themselves to be superior to others. I am not in any kind of hole, financially
or psychologically. My life is a thorn in your eye and my scornful voice hurts
your ears, as I am not bound by your rules of seriousness and denial. I can say
what I want to say, that is why I say what makes me laugh, as I can see, you
are still trying to run away, while you are already in a hole.
You are not as special as you believe yourself to be, and you are afraid of being
exposed for your lies. It is funny, to hear you tremble. You know as well as I
do, you can’t even keep up with any of your own tragic, repetitive sob-stories.
I’m not listening to you, so you have the chance to listen to yourself, but I
also just don’t want to hear your DL. I don’t look at you, as I don’t like to
look at you. I don’t talk with you, because I have much better things to do.
You are deserving
of my rejection. I have such great fun condemning you, while I am moving further
and further away from you. I am out of reach. You are on your own – without me –
inevitably lost, unhinged and confused. You have never acknowledged, when I was
still around you, I gave you comfort, I accepted you, I didn’t force anything
on you, but now that I’m gone, you must admit, you are a mess, as you are no
longer able to put me down. How is it going for you, down there? Having any fun
yet? Yes, I am up here.
You put
yourself above me, a million times, because I was open to you and honest with
you. You put me down so often, but how do you feel now, that I am laughing at
you? Your deceitfulness is hilarious and isn’t getting you anywhere. I feel so vindicated where I am, because my EL guides every step I take, but you keep
digging yourself deeper and deeper into the hole, you are in, because of your forceful
DL. Go ahead. You are doing great, keep on digging, you are getting deep now. How
could I write or say this, if I wasn’t standing – metaphorically – next to your
dark hole and giving you my loud instructions?
You need encouragement,
to finish the job. You’ve got to go so deep, that when you look up, you can see
the bottom. Hahaha, stop complaining, get on with it. This is what you wanted.
This is what you are good at. This is who you are. This is your life’s purpose and
you are almost there. Don’t slow down, don’t give up and dig this grave, you
feel so entitled to. You have put so much effort and time into it. Nobody could
stop you. You have definitely made your point, somewhere, down there. Bye.