Limitations of Language

Sometimes I find that when I’m with people I am slowly becoming someone else. I am slowly being the person that is selfish and only waits for his turn to speak. But this room is empty. I thought I was there with people, but the people don’t understand, so they can not be there with me. The room is unexpectedly empty.

Our language is a wall that separates us from other people. We can’t express our true selves through…