What Can’t Be Said
A meditation on the vast distance between words & truth.
Some things lose their meaning the moment you try to explain them.
Love. Awe. Grief. God.
When language tries to name the infinite, it shrinks it in the process.
In Zen, the finger pointing at the moon is not the moon.
Words can guide us to truth, but they aren’t truth itself.
The more we talk about it, the further away we drift.
Sometimes silence is not the absence of thought. It's a surrender to the ineffability of being.
To understand what can’t be said, you don’t need better words.
You need silence.