Saturday, January 22, 2011

Weed And Nails Images

Chomsky, you and I

and you, little miracle
Sonora Vision


linguistic universals always fascinated me. That invisible fabric that binds all humanity, a tissue of phonemes, deep structures and desire for socialization. The instinct, come on.

why I keep babbling crystal growing my niece, the frenulum of the speaker to hear the morning in the car way to work, the face of my friend Al tells me the bridge of the song you're rehearsing, and I was fascinated.

a shame that Chomsky does not think more universal. I do not know, something hidden behind the soft palate for the small miracle occurred. Have you suddenly so close that did not even need verbs and nouns, which were like the Hopi, who do not have-or need-how to express the passage of time. Among us all out, and not-present.

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