Undefined Defintions

If words are so powerful (they can bring to life; they can destroy) why is it then that your MOST MEMORABLE experiences are those moments and feelings that CANNOT be put into words?

“Indescribable” “No words will suffice” “No word will do it justice” I just can’t seem to find the words” “I can’t explain it” etc etc!!!
Is it a lack of extensive vocabulary, a language default, I wonder if other cultures struggle to put their thoughts into words or if it only applies to those using the English language, we know the Italians have like seven different words for “love”, or is a loss of ability/emotional intelligence?

Do apt words to describe awe-inspiring experiences not exist? Or have we lost their true meaning and value by using them so scantily, too frequently? Or is an “experience” another entity entirely on its own that cannot be defined?
Why then do we find “definitions” so pertinent to our everyday use of the language? What is the definition of “definition” even? The explanation of a particular term for the purpose of enabling the general person to possess some kind of mutual understanding of what is being said by another?!

Few listen, fewer understand... so what is the point in ever attempting to define anything?

“I know what you mean” “I know how you feel”

Uhm...okaaaaay.... DO YOU REALLY?

Are you me? Did you see what I saw? Feel what I felt? Hear what I heard? No.
And for argument’s sake, even if you DID see and hear what I saw and heard, my eyes and ears are different to yours. Furthermore, let’s say by some weird genetic miracle, we had identical eyes and ears, how can you “know” what I felt?
You felt what YOU felt, not what I felt.

So then, where does this leave us? This human race using a language. Trying to be understood by one another? Do we give up on trying to explain ourselves? Our feelings? How do we communicate our emotions? With the use of metaphors/similes?
Do we use examples of stories you think the other may relate to so they may find a similarity in yours and be able to identify with it? Do you dedicate a song? Do you perform an action? WHAT?!

How many people think and feel no-one understands them, can’t see where they are coming from, or don’t even bother using their voice?
And even if you are in an “understanding” relationship, does the other person ever really, truly understand/get you? All of you, all the time? Or are misunderstandings/misinterpretations an inevitable reality of our existence?
Why is it even important or necessary to be understood? Do you even understand yourself? Why you think the way you do, why you behave the way you do, why you make the decisions you make..?

What difference does it make whether people understand you or not? NONE. Why? Simple. They don’t give a shit.

Definitions are pointless. Useless. Whatever way you look at it. Even if you go religiously by what the dictionary illustrates, which, let’s be honest, no-one ever does... each individual has their own personal interpretation, their own emotional-memory recall of what you are saying and thus formulate their own conceptual image of what you are trying to say in their heads. Chances are, it is somewhat different to the image you are attempting to portray.

But then, I suppose one could argue that without definitions where the fuck does one even start? If there wasn’t a word for “chair” or “book” how would anyone know what you are talking about? The thing you sit on, uhm..ok...couch/floor/table/bed/stool/lounger....I could go on... The thing you read... Magazine, newspaper, Article Online, Email, Letter...you get the point.
But those are tangible things. Objects possessing energy of molecules that vibrate at a certain frequency that is visible to the eye and possible to touch. I am not referring to that particular frequency.

I am referring to that which is invisible to the eye and impossible to touch. The mental-emotional mechanisms that flow through your brain and your being, your very essence...

So many question “What do you do?” “What’s your story?” “What’s your vibe?”
Why? So you can define me? Make a pretty little picture inside your head of who I am and what I am about? So I can make my own little pretty picture inside my own head of who I am and what I am about, what I want you to think about me, and tell you that?

So both of us can have two little pretty pictures inside our heads that we both have designed have made up based on what we want the other to know? Probably the furthest from the truth either one of us will ever come to realise? PFFFFFTTT!!!!!!!!!! BLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEHHHHHH!!!

WHAT THE FUCK IS THE POINT IN THAT?!

I guess what I’m becoming aware of, is there really is no use in trying to define myself. To myself or to anyone else. I am who I am. I don’t need to try to be myself or ask how I can be myself, I ALREADY AM MYSELF. And if I don’t know WHO that is yet, how can I even begin to try and explain who that is to you, or anyone else? I CAN’T.

We all have temporary encounters with others and they will experience you for whatever it is they are seeing at that moment. And every circumstance or situation is liable, if not, vulnerable to change.

So stop thinking that you know people. Stop thinking you know yourself. Nothing that is conditioned or in a state of form is constant.
It is only the unconditioned, and the formless, that is everlasting. And this can never be defined.