As it is probably evident I've been having a really "I CAN'T BE BOTHERED WRITING" last couple of days. Perhaps all my words have been poured into proposals and essays that I simply haven't any left. However, if I hadn't any words I would not be here stringing together sentences about how I had no words left and rather I would be finally figuring out what it is people think when they don't think in words.
It's like the "If a tree falls in a forest with no-one around, does it make a sound?" kind of irritating question, things like: "What is colour to a blind person?" and like what I'm trying to say above "How would you think if you didn't have words to label desires and feelings?" It's basically thinking about two co-dependent entities and how they function together, then removing one. What is 'it' without the other?
These kind of arbitrary teen angsty questions make me think of this fantastic film from 1985 called 'The Mask' with the goddess CHER playing the biker Mother of the protagonist. We had to watch it way back in high school and I think this was the first time I ever really entertained such radical thoughts. Rocky the main character has to describe colour to a blind friend. It really triggered some kind of 13 year old existential crisis in me that never really ended or something. Cool story. But imagine me telling it to you with no words.