I just realized how important numbers are. Its numeric symbolism, I mean. Although I am someone who is pretty much average with mathematics in academic sense, I think I love it now.
Numbers never lie. Whenever I see a number, like a “7” for example, it really is the number seven. No hidden meaning there and I know this number will not turn into something else, like “8” or “9”. It’s such a no-brainer, easy to figure out. It is what it is.
It’s different with words though. It lies. It denies. It evolves. It conceals. It’s the devil himself.
How many times have I encountered people (myself included) who have been deceived because of words? Countless. Or in my current numeric fascination, I can say it’s probably around 1,404* times to date and it’s just my statistics alone. If there’s one business I would surely like to venture on in the future because it would definitely be a hit, it should have something to do with words. Laway lang ang puhunan.
Everyday brings us new entries to our vocabulary of words. No wonder the dictionary is getting thicker and thicker each time. Rarely do I come across words that expire. It takes a couple of hundreds of years before it vanishes completely, as Latin as it may be. But then again, the Roman Catholics still use Latin in high mass so it hasn’t died yet, in a way. Not too mention the common phrases or quotes we frequently use in philosophy, i.e. In vino veritas - The truth is in wine; A drunk person tells the truth.
Words never die. And if it does, it reincarnates and attaches itself to our thoughts and yes, feelings. Then it stays there for awhile until we hear another set of words to replace the previous ones. It’s practically a cycle.
Maybe there’s a glitch with words. Or maybe there’s something wrong with the people who tell them. Or maybe there’s something wrong with the people who believe them. Are we that gullible?
There must be a good set of instructions on how to single out the truest of words when it comes out of one’s mouth. While growing up, we were taught how to be honest, to always tell the truth and that liars go to hell. But there were no lessons on how to detect a lie or a bluff. How come these are not taught in school?
For now, I’d rather stick with numbers. It’s the epitome of the WYSIWYG principle that I’ve been adapting lately. It’s credible, precise, and most of all, no bullsh_t.
Playing poker is another subject.
*My age x 52 weeks, conservatively speaking
© 2009 Cat Ramos
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