Words Shield

To certain degree, I am against the “don’t judge a book by its cover” notion. Of course we’re judging. That’s part of our defensive system that makes us human survive. It is our keen and snap judgment that saves us from the wildlife danger long time ago and from the human insanity on today civilized period.

People cover themselves with various kind of shields, the presented appearance which they consider safe enough for others to see, to judge. This shield often acts in two paradoxical function, to show and to hide.

Take clothes. We use it to cover our body, to protect the imperfect beauty, or to hide the scars; we let no one to judge. Yet in the same time – from the choice of fabric, design, and color – we are trying to speak our style, we are showing what kind of personality this covered body has; we let everyone to judge.

Another example, and this one might be little less used shield, is the words chosen. Words are originally created as tool to express idea or feeling, to bring the known information or the felt sensation out. Yet somehow, words are equally able to serve as a camouflage, it’s more disguising than silence. Like when a poet dancing with rhyme, trying to convey the most personal aesthetic feeling through metaphorical form. Words chosen are to articulate the feeling, to bring the atmosphere – implicitly.

Words is my shield, worn both to cover and show the innermost part, until the right moment comes to put all the cards on the table, to let it lay in bare.

Meanwhile, when I finally found the exact word for a specific sensation or for particular situation I am in, it is like finding the right dress to wear for a date, among those piles of junks, after hours of mismatching (girls know this very well). I stumbled upon this web and feel like, “Yes this is the right dress!”

On the very first pages, I find these five are the most epitomizing things I’ve been through. They bring the sense of closeness to the feeling which I can associate to a particular experience. Travelling back through time; correlating the moment, the feeling, and the word best describing the both two. Simple happiness!

 

TSUNDOKU (Japanese)

(n) buying books and not reading them; letting books piled up unread on shelves or floors or nightstands.

 

GEZELLIG (Dutch)

(adj) cozy, nice, inviting, pleasant, comfortable connoting time spent with loved one or togetherness after a long separation.

 

OSTRANENIE (Russian)

(n) encouraging people to see common things as strange, wild, or unfamiliar; defamiliarizing what is known in order to know it differently or more deeply.

 

NAZLANMAK (Turkish)

(v) pretending reluctance or indifference when you are actually willing or eager; saying no and meaning yes.

 

KAIROS (Greek)

(n) the perfect, delicate, crucial moment ; the feeling rightness of time and place that creates the opportune atmosphere for action, words, or movement.

 

Hey D!

Tell me your words.

VORFREUDE*

Forgive me for acting this cold.

Blame me for I sanctify the promised day.

Yet I am about to explode.

And I am ready to blow all sensation, to the most intense.

But until the day, let me enjoy my vorfreude!

 

*(n) The joyful, intense anticipation that comes from imagining future pleasures

ROCK N ROLL

As I always enjoy the beat of rock n roll music, I’ve come to realize that life should be lived in rock and roll style. I’m not referring to rock and roll culture like the clothing, the hair or the moves. It is related to how things should be always move, rolling.

You rock the presence, fully living the time given, shake the stiffness and bring the spirit. And then you roll, move again, embrace a new challenge and write a new page of story. You rock then you roll, by then you will live. Rock and Roll!!

EVERYDAY ANNOYANCE

I know it’s not even close to fancy but I find these two words quite intriguing. What annoys me, in daily basis?

Here is my list

  1. Morning alarm
  2. Mind couldn’t stop when it’s time to sleep
  3. While it didn’t take a second to write for the number one and two, it’s really difficult to remember annoying thing number 3.

Does it mean my days are fantastic? I am truly surprised. I know it’s not always the case as I also experience not-so-fantastic day, quite often. But to notice that things cannot easily annoy me brings a sense of both relief and concern, “Have I lost something so fundamentally human that it makes me unable to see things going on around? Have I lost the sense of where I belong?”

Well, I think those questions are now becoming my number 3.

 

S A U D A D E

saudade - intimate feeling and mood caused by the longing for something absent that is being missed (Dictionary of Royal Galician Academy)

A somewhat melancholic feeling of incompleteness. It is related to thinking back on situations of privation due to the absence of someone or something, to move away from a place or thing, or to the absence of a set of particular and desirable experiences and pleasures once lived.

(Dicionário Houaiss da língua portuguesa)