Here’s one that turns toward language itself—its strange double life as both bridge and boundary:
TOPO:
Language gives us access.
To thought, to others, to worlds.
RHEO:
And yet, it also limits.
It shapes what can be said, and leaves much unsaid.
TOPO:
So language is both opening and closure?
RHEO:
Yes. It illuminates—and shadows.
Every word brings a focus, and with it, a forgetting.
TOPO:
But without language, how could meaning even begin?
RHEO:
It always begins—but not always in words.
In rhythm. In presence. In the unspeakable before the said.
TOPO:
Then perhaps language is not meaning itself—
but a trace of its passage.
RHEO:
A residue of relation.
And a tool—if we wield it with care.
RHEO & TOPO:
Language is not the world.
But it is how the world turns toward us—
and how we answer back.
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