Жизнь, идти умирать.
Ludwig Wittgenstein wrote that "if a lion could speak, we would not be able to understand him".
Meaning that the lion lives its life so different from us, that even if we could exchange words verbally, we still wouldn't be able to understand it.
Sometimes I feel the same way towards people from another country, from another culture. That since our upbringing and surroundings are so different, thoughts and ideas lost in translation. Even if we could get the words right, there are still things missing in the context.
Sometimes it is not so much the language that is new to our ears, it's the culture and social norm.
I feel frustrated.
What do think? Has any of you also feel the same way?
Сейчас, прошу не думать о розрвом слоне. Скажите, о чём ты сейчас думаешь? без сомнения, о розовом слоне.
