The most basic human problem.

I'm in love with words. With language. Because if I didn't have meaningful words and language, I'd not have functioning thought/mind. Maybe I wouldn't even be conscious. I have to convince myself that I am conscious and alive. That I am me. And I do that with my mastery of language. In my case, English.   I'm making sense of my presence on Mother Earth. By talking to myself. And I solicit the help and input of others. With language.  Spoken and written. I've expanded my vocabulary during my lifetime. From virtually nothing. To thousands and thousands of meaningful words. Of course, a single word can have many different meanings. And it's a challenge to make myself understood. Or for me to understand others. But often we feel each other out. And come to understandings. Of each other. That's marvelous. But it's a pity when there's a lack of understanding. Maybe that's the most basic human problem.  Lack of understanding. --Jim Broede