Our language was confounded at the Tower of Babel because
words are the most powerful thing in the universe. The Word created reality and
holds the keys of hell and death.
If images were more powerful than words then perception,
not language, would have been confounded. Our vision would have been blurred
rather than our hearing impaired.
A picture may tell a thousand words and a motion picture
tens of thousands. Script is words as images. Our very DNA and the
manifestation of its script are the basis of our material existence. We are
indeed in the image of the Word. We are his motion picture.
The Word spoke and the utterance became reality. All else
followed. Take heed: the spoken word
is the breath as the spirit of its meaning. To know this is
to understand what is meant by “the letter kills and the spirit makes alive.”
The Holy Spirit is offended by the confounding of the
language. Words became impersonal and arbitrary. The Holy Spirit is Sincerity,
Freedom and Justice. He is personal and individual. He is Friendship. He shall
not abide the evil that turned words into gibberish.
The “diversity” that is the one language broken,
corrupted and scattered to the four winds has rendered the world mediocre. It has been thousands of years since the Tower of Babel yet humanity is less advanced than it was thrice before in a matter of centuries. Wisdom is muddled by layers
of nonsense and insights are lost in translation. Intuition was more than a
numb feeling or vague idea. Everything is now slow, dim and shoddy.
The world and its humanity are diminished. They are
pathetic. These generations of the Latter Days are blissful in their ignorance.
They are proud of their nonsense. They bask in their mediocrity.
Nothing good ever came of having multiple languages. The act alone was intended to be a horrible thing, and it had negatively affected good people who had nothing to do with the original sin. The people of babble should have been destroyed. Nevertheless, those who strive beyond these bonds are people I admire greatly. I reach out my hand to them and hope they will take it. Tell me what I can do--if anything--to allow your wings to spread.
ReplyDeleteThe confounding of the language was the clipping of our wings. This is why Freedom hates it. Individuals are now bound to the arbitrary rules of communication dictated by groups.
DeleteThis reminds me of the many times I want to express something but do not have the words. Babel has indeed left the world and it's humanity diminished, I eagerly await a time when all shall be made new. Until that day I just have to do my best and hope for the best.
ReplyDeleteInteresting. Yes, our difficulty to find the words to express ourselves is a symptom of the curse. Disease may not have existed beforehand either, at least not viruses. A corruption in the stream of consciousness corrupted the flow of information on every level... like a virus.
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