show me, don’t tell me.
speech is such an inefficient form of communication. words. i mean, they came about because we needed a way to express ourselves about something inside of us. perhaps it was a caveman telling another where to find the best kills and where the danger was. or perhaps it was a form of story telling and entertainment. i don’t know. but whatever it’s origins… in 2012, i sit here contemplating what words and speech mean to me, and it just seems flawed.
“people hear what they want to hear because they have an agenda”.
this gem came out from acting class today. film acting class. there is an emphasis on the words never being important, but of course, you put a script in an actor’s hands, and it’s all they care about.
acting class always stirs this passion in me. i’m so glad it does this to me. it reminds me i’m doing the right thing.
anyway. back to the inefficiency of human speech as according to ross le… speech as an expression of one’s feelings just aren’t reliable. we’re told from a young age that actions speak louder than words. “i’m sorry”, “i love you”, “fuck off”… they’re just words. you hear them all the time. communication is 20% verbal (or whatever it is)… and it’s true. i don’t want people throwing words, the aforementioned, or anything else.
i feel the problem lies here. to everything that happens in our lives, our heart has a reaction. i’ve come to call this “kinesthetic response”. this is honest. no matter what’s going on, whether someone touches your arm, you hear a car crash, you hear a child cry, you see an old couple embrace… something happens in your heart. now… what you do as a result, comes from the heart, and is filtered through the brain. and the brain often loses things in translation. the brain has been trained since the day you were born to protect you and your interests. it’s almost like an overprotective parent. and with the brain being in charge of the words, and not the heart, there can only be a flawed version of what one would really like to express.
does that make sense? or am i rambling? these are just words. i had no better way to communicate with all four of you.
it’s funny because one of my favourite sayings is “get your text out”. it’s important. i still believe that. but now i want to add to it (dare i?).
“get your HONEST text out”.
one more thing. i couldn’t get home fast enough to get this out of my brain. acting inspires me. it reminds me of so much that i have to be grateful for. there are so many great and wonderful things that i want to do with my time. and i have to find the focus and balance.
this is falling