I am reminded of a quote from a favorite movie, Playing By Heart. "Talking about Love is like dancing about architecture." The thing in itself. Can we only know what we experience, and allow what seem like authentic understandings to exist between ourselves and others?
But I think there is more to us than language. It is only the tool. Something seems to exist that wants language in order to express itself. (not a new thought, I know.) How can we be language or not be language? I thought I had a solid footing here, but I think not, now.