Jul 16, 2010

I mean what I say… I say what I mean!

I was reading Alice in Wonderland and Philosophy.  it’s really cool, ended up enjoying it more than I thought i would. Cool book in my library at home.

This little piece is printed.

“Then you should say what you mean,” the March Hare sent on.

“I do,” Alice hastily replied; “at least—at least I mean what I say—that’s the same thing, you know.”

“Not the same thing a bit!” said the Hatter. “You might just as well say that ‘I see what I eat’ is the same thing as “i eat what I see’!”

and it’s very true. You have to be careful of your words all the time, especially with subject/predicate confusion, and definitions of words.

For instance.

You probably have a different definition of the word “Evolution” than I do. I believe in Evolution.

Because there are seven definitions of the word, and I believe in two of them.

Five of them are things like Cosmic evolution, Stellar evolution etc. the evolution of things that are not scientific. One is Micro evolution, changes within a species. that’s science.

The other is just the word, and it means—to me—change. change of anything: a relationship, a personality, your body aging, a viewpoint, a story etc.

Amazing what thoughts Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland can bring up, ain’t it?

How I do love Alice.

If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is, because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary-wise, what it is, it wouldn't be. And what it wouldn't be, it would. You see?


In my world, you wouldn't say “Meow.” you’d say, “Yes miss Alice.”


Oh but you would! You’d be just like people, Dinah. And all the other animals too.

Why in my world…

cats and rabbits/
would reside in fancy little houses/
and be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers/

in a world of my own

all the flowers/
would have very extra-special powers/
they would sit and talk with me for hours/

when I’m lonely in a world of my own

There’d be new-birds/
lots of nice and friendly howdy-do birds/
everyone would have a dozen blue birds!

within that world of my own

I could listen to a babbling brook… and here a song that I could understand.

I keep wishing… it could be that way…

because my world would be a wonderland…

Probably one of my favorite songs.


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