inoculation

Touching another's heart is just about impossible when speaking the same language.
Without that the universe never aligns. So, it never aligns...
Language is the only means to communicate when separated by time and distance.
In person the myriad wiggles, twitches, adjustments, and gazes can help; but not by tele-touch, written pages or vocal relays.
Words are the only conveyance.
But the same words fail, spoken or in some sort of image.
Particularly if these linguistics have been misused over a long history.
One says, "tree," and an image of branches and root, bark and leaves may jump to mind.
Or an algorithm to solve a question.
Or a device to store shoes...
This disconnection is rather simply rectified with more words, metaphors, and examples.
But when there are no other words to use, distance turns to void.
Some words are so unique and without synonym that clarification is not possible.
It takes a lifetime of showing effect to uncover true meaning.
Words like God - one with a personal name with whom communication is possible.
Yet God summons to mind a very unique image to each listener.
A vague impersonal force, a myth, an idol, a construct conjured by some charlatan...
That image is impossible to modify, as it is baked into the mind through divine intervention or experience or supposition or tradition.
Justice, right, free, love, ...
Very important gifts from God, yet impossible to communicate.
They are too important.
So poems, songs, paintings, sculptures, scripture, and music are wrapped around the originator's concept in a vain attempt to communicate.
So, speaking into this emptiness of a blog carries very little meaning.
Except to me.
I love God. I want you to know that.
See?
You cannot know anything I am feeling or why.
You can only apply your meanings to these words and be put off or inspired.
You have been vaccinated against hearing my meaning.
I wish we could walk a long path and talk...