This word thing suddenly reminded me of an exercise I have in a book, 101 Experiments in the philosophy of everyday life. I'm sure they won't mind me taking an excerpt now their book is plugged - but if a mod thinks otherwise, then please pull this post. Some of the exercises are fascinating, this is one of them, it really works, sooo weird! .......
'Choose a place where no one can hear you. Take what comes to hand, the most ordinary object - a pen, watch, glass, button piece of clothing , etc., anything. Its name is known, its presence familiar. You have always called this object the same word. Consistent, natural, normal.
Now take this inoffensive, familiar, safe little object in your hand. Repeat its name, in a low voice, as you look at it. Stare, for example at the watch in your hand and repeat: watch, watch, watch, watch, watch, watch, watch. In a few seconds the familiar word detaches itself, and hardens.
You find yourself repeating a series of strange sounds. A series of absurd and meaningless noises, that denote nothing, indicate nothing, and remain insensate, formless or harsh.
You probably experimented like this as a child. Nearly all of us have felt the extreme fragility of the link between words and things. As soon as it is twisted, or pulled, or distended, that link becomes problematic. It becomes contorted, or it breaks. The word dries out and crumbles. A scattered shell of sonorous inanity.
And what happens to the object is no less startling. It's as though its substance becomes thicker, denser, cruder. The object is somehow more present, and differently so, the moment it escapes the fine net of recognisable syllables.
You should repeat this game of dissociation. Try to observe the moment when meaning dissolves, and how a new, raw reality emerges outside of words.
Glimpse the hard scale beneath the prose. Repeat the same word several times, for the same object, and dissipate all meaning. Is it not marvellous? Terrifying? Funny? Just a few seconds are enough to tear that fine film within which we make sense of things, smug with the power of giving things a name.'
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Words that sound wrong!
Quote by Sgt Bilko
Off track slightly but what is belly button all about:
Which part ofBelly Button are you having the problem with??:? :?
:lol: :lol: :lol::confused2: I think it's the button bit. Mine looks nothing like a button, infact mine should be called belly cavern!
too much info!Love
Wilma of the deep belly button, I mean cavern, I mean, I dunno what I mean :?
x x x x
Sex God
Sarge!!!!!!!! MrFC cannot post anymore as he has to find something SPECIAL !
No Sarge he won't post anything until he can do it right, believe me..... doing it right counts.
No ...no... no..I canot persuade him or qickin him
No Sarge he won't post anything until he can do it right, believe me..... doing it right counts.
No ...no... no..I canot persuade him or qickin him
Sex God
Oooops finger slipped! double posting 
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Sex God
ME UP MY POSTS :shock: :shock: :shock: :shock:
NEVER!!!!!!!
NEVER!!!!!!!
Just come out of another thread and had to enter this here .........
Jobs!!!
What on earth is that word about! Its almost embarrassing to admit to having a 'job'
Such a weird word, so versatile too ....
Job
Blow Job
Big Job
Bob a Job
and to make it even sillier than it already is, there's always ....... Jobbies :shock:
Jobs!!!
What on earth is that word about! Its almost embarrassing to admit to having a 'job'
Such a weird word, so versatile too ....
Job
Blow Job
Big Job
Bob a Job
and to make it even sillier than it already is, there's always ....... Jobbies :shock:
Sex God
Quote by MISSCHIEF
Now take this inoffensive, familiar, safe little object in your hand. Repeat its name, in a low voice, as you look at it. Stare, for example at the watch in your hand and repeat: watch, watch, watch, watch, watch, watch, watch. In a few seconds the familiar word detaches itself, and hardens.
And what happens to the object is no less startling. It's as though its substance becomes thicker, denser, cruder. The object is somehow more present, and differently so, the moment it escapes the fine net of recognisable syllables.
You should repeat this game of dissociation. Try to observe the moment when meaning dissolves, and how a new, raw reality emerges outside of words.
Tried it by sitting and staring at mrs davej........... :shock: ...........yep it works !!! reality has hit, the bags are packed !!
Sex God
Quote by MISSCHIEF
Jobs!!!
What on earth is that word about! Its almost embarrassing to admit to having a 'job'
Such a weird word, so versatile too ....
Job
Blow Job
Big Job
Bob a Job
and to make it even sillier than it already is, there's always ....... Jobbies :shock:
Stop it, Misschief :rotflmao: :rotflmao: STOP IT :!:
You're gradually destroying the english language for me.
Quote by WilmaFlintstone
Off track slightly but what is belly button all about
Which part ofBelly Button are you having the problem with??:? :?
:lol: :lol: :lol::confused2: I think it's the button bit. Mine looks nothing like a button, infact mine should be called belly cavern!
too much info!Love
Wilma of the deep belly button, I mean cavern, I mean, I dunno what I mean :?
x x x x
But Wilma caverns are sooooooooooooo much nicer than outies. yuk yuk :confused:
A word that always sounds wrong to me, REGULARLY.
Say it a few times and it gets wronger :?: each time, I also end up with way to many L's in it :?
Sex God
A word that always sounds wrong to me, REGULARLY.
That one is a bit of a tongue twister that one.
What about different meanings for the same word, depending on where abouts you live on this planet!
English ...... nappies
American .....diapers
That one is a bit of a tongue twister that one.
What about different meanings for the same word, depending on where abouts you live on this planet!
English ...... nappies
American .....diapers
Orgasminator
From Down Under
Thongs are flip flops.
Durex is sellotape.
Spunk is a good looking person.
Thongs are flip flops.
Durex is sellotape.
Spunk is a good looking person.
Sex God
And in French "préservatif" means a condom, so when in France, don't ask whether the foods you buy contain preservatives!
Mike.
Mike.
Sex God
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