Perception and Expectation

Perception isn't everything, but perception and expectation together?

I've been shocked at people who've been impressed by the most inane shit I've ever uttered. I'm convinced that we decide what people mean before they even say it. It's probably some brain-energy-saving technique employed by our ol' thinkers to minimize the amount of time/energy spent on thinking about particular things, but that doesn't make it any less scary. Because it's just a reminder of how everything is based completely on perception. We could all be so wrong about everything, and since everything is taken through our individual perspective, there's no way to know what's real or not.

Because "real" is a relative term. And that's a scary thought.

Do we need "real" things, constants, to function properly? Probably. But that's ok, b/c there can be relative constants. For instance: belief. If you believe you believe something, than by definition it's constant. The inherent meaning of the word belief is the only justification you need. Which of course gets into the philosophy of language. How can we share pure ideas with words adulterated with connotations made up by people who never experienced your experiences.

All the random thoughts above stem from my being fed up with words. Or people. But I think it's a combination of failure between the two. Lemme 'splain:

Words have a spectrum of meaning. You can move along the spectrum with various tones and inflections (i.e. sarcasm, anger, boredom, etc.). But the length of the spectrum is determined by its definition, or more acutely, how and how often it's used by people. If you don't stick to the spectrum, then people won't understand you, eliminating the point of trying to communicate. but the word spectrums are generally smaller than I've needed them to be lately.

I guess that's a complicated way of saying that people keep using words disingenuously that i wanna use to convey "real" meaning.

I wanna go balks home for a little bit longer. And I wanna take the right words with me.

I'm done ranting (rambling, more like it) at 4 in the morning, but are some things that I wanna talk about above. If you even read this.

Bedtime.