4.6.15
2.6.15
16.3.15
LANGUAGE AND COGNITION
Have you ever felt about how strange a very familiar word feels, at times? I have. Like the word -word. I'm like, what?? WHY? And I love digging the roots of that word i.e. etymology.
Well, as a part of my psych assignment I had to read up & I though..oh well..let's share this because it's rather interesting.
What's amazing is the fact that language, as we perceive it to be is so much more than that..animals communicate using completely different ways..what is common (almost, anyway) is the part sound plays in communication along with what we call "body language".
Well, as a part of my psych assignment I had to read up & I though..oh well..let's share this because it's rather interesting.
What's amazing is the fact that language, as we perceive it to be is so much more than that..animals communicate using completely different ways..what is common (almost, anyway) is the part sound plays in communication along with what we call "body language".
Also, check out this cool video about Language
13.8.14
Cage your love
Love.. an animal to capture it..
Snatch away it's self proclaimed freedom.
Chains & cages only fuel their desire to escape.
Love it till it can't dream of a future without you
Then you wouldn't need a cage.
That's when you've successfully 'tamed' it.
Replacing old dreams with new convenient ones.
Old instincts would still resurface though..every now and then.
They're hard wired so they stay..
The desire to escape..and run away from it all..
To wake up in a panic to realise that the place is safe..that it'll always be safe.
That unnatural sense of security would leave it with an unsettling feeling.
Leaving it wanting to run away..or just to run..for the thrill of running.
Humans can be tamed just the same.
Our society does that on a massive scale all the time.
We do it to ourselves when we look in the mirror.
8.3.14
Late midnight introspective BS...silence, time, the constant change etc...
Sometimes I suddenly realize how quickly time has flown. I mean it wasn't so far away when I used to just sit back and watch cartoon network after coming back from school, worrying about homework (although I still worry about those deadlines), the amount of joy I felt when I received a big question-mark wrapped in gift wrapping for no reason and how horrible it felt when I was scolded for reasons like not keeping my room tidy (Yes, mom still scolds me for that but it sort of bounces off..LOL) and yet at the same time it feels like its been ages, it has been a decade after all.
Also, if time travel were possible, I wouldn't know what I'd say to the 7 year old me if I ever met him because that isn't me or advice myself because I know that I wouldn't listen, it's funny that I still don't listen to what I say. We constantly keep changing, yet we identify ourselves as something unchanging, some sort of variable constant instead of a constant variable. All of us know we have changed but we also like to think that we are still the same person despite those changes. Probably because that much of flux is too much for a sentient being to take or accept. Well, most of them, I think. I have accepted it, sort of. Everything becomes very different when you identify yourself and know the fact that despite that, you can never find yourself. The world becomes a blur with a few moments that remain frozen in our memories, both good and bad, and everything you say has a valid contradiction. That's what makes me passionately vague, I guess.
- Late after midnight BS
( listening to: The silence of the night with occasional late night traffic, sometimes police sirens or dogs barking on the streets and the piano playlist, Gymnopedies 1 by Eric Satie)
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