How thankful am I to have such thoughtful and interesting friends? A recent day-trip to Vancouver brought about so much clarification and intrigue in to the concerns and interests of people I’m truly interested in. I find myself entirely obsessed with those obsessions, concerns and interests. On further discussion with a related friend this week, there seems to be a trend of being skeptical of proofs and reference, source materials and truths.
Fine by me, Skepticism is my middle name (along with Blind Faith).
“When you speak to another person, how do you know that what they hear and think is the same thing that you intended it to be?” Trinity West pondered
I’d like to get more in to this, and consider it ‘being brewed’ for future writing-ness, but for now let’s deal with the question at hand.
One might offer these questions; “What, besides the words returned, does one have? How do you know that you are communicating with this person, unless you ask them? What if they say ‘Yes, I understand’? What then?” There is no real way to know what their thoughts are just as there is no real way to know what they say is true. This might seem excruciatingly painful to some, but I beg of you to seriously consider from your own experiences how you know someone to be telling you the truth.
The things that we say and think are said and thought because we believe them to be true.
The real question we ought to be asking is “Why is it such a dreadful thing to be wrong?”
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