Thanks.  *shrug*  It was written as a Gauntlet Challenge at MNFF, so it's kind of weird in that respect.  I like it, though.

Thanks.  *shrug*  It was written as a Gauntlet Challenge at MNFF, so it's kind of weird in that respect.  I like it, though.

I think the idea is that individual words spoken hastily at any given time are a poor substitute for really communicating.  But, once written and revised over time, and thus becoming the product of many minds, they can come as close to Truth as mortals can hope to get.

I feel similarly about it all.  Language shapes the way we think, but it is our only means of expressing ideas.  I think it takes carefull crafting of what we have to work with, but we can then create something that transcends the limitations of language. 

From a neurological perspective, our brains are hardwired to learn language, as though it IS the "way we think," a tool that uses US, rather than the other way around.  When you think about how we acquire words and associate our own nuances and emotional overtones with them, it's a miracle we can communicate at all, really.

Thanks!  I'm kinda fond of old Fawkesie.

Thanks!  Yeah, just my way of trying to cover up a plot gap in canon...

Thanks!  It was a brief tribute to Stanislaw Lem/Harlan Ellison, writing that.