tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26622588.post4163750858654069807..comments2023-05-27T04:26:16.242-07:00Comments on Dreaming Without Memory in Strangled Sleep: Words, Words -- What Are They Good For?Monicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02924031206519469554noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26622588.post-42267906110370041632007-01-25T14:08:00.000-08:002007-01-25T14:08:00.000-08:00Maybe . . . silence not as an absence of language,...Maybe . . . silence not as an absence of language, but a language of absence?Monicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02924031206519469554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26622588.post-39016256221488378682007-01-25T13:37:00.000-08:002007-01-25T13:37:00.000-08:00Nedric,
You are certainly NOT out of place in say...Nedric,<br /><br />You are certainly NOT out of place in saying something here! Sorry I've been so slow on my responses . . . busy times. I think your point about using words to articulate the lack, or futility/emptiness of words (in some situations), is helpful because language IS important. I think the most important thing is presence, and being THERE, and conveying that presence in whatever Monicahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02924031206519469554noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26622588.post-48390193702791502792007-01-24T22:57:00.000-08:002007-01-24T22:57:00.000-08:00I want to make sure to underscore that I am trying...I want to make sure to underscore that I am trying to say something complementary to what you wrote, because I agree that often our presence is the best we can offer someone. It is just I have found that in some cases my words bear the burden of presenting my embrace.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26622588.post-24236230414714879762007-01-21T22:00:00.000-08:002007-01-21T22:00:00.000-08:00Perhaps, we can say that our silence is a kind of ...Perhaps, we can say that our silence is a kind of word. That a hug, that a look is a kind of word, or more rightly, a kind of text, in that it is as communicative (if not more) than actual verbal utterances. And sometimes words, the spilling of thoughts from the brain into "concrete" sounds or the exchange words allow is cathartic. Those of us who make a living playing with words, who believe we Alexishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17266951036472528111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26622588.post-89153431292307254892007-01-21T21:51:00.000-08:002007-01-21T21:51:00.000-08:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Alexishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17266951036472528111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26622588.post-65000955546195003522007-01-21T21:10:00.000-08:002007-01-21T21:10:00.000-08:00I hope I am not out of place in saying something h...I hope I am not out of place in saying something here, but I was wondering if our presence can occur in the form of words (not necessarily the words of promise that you criticized, but some other words like the words confessing the lack of words)?<br /><br />I am thinking especially of those times when a friend is on the telephone in the midst of a tragedy. It is always difficult to find the Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com