Friday, July 26, 2013

Personal Exploration 2

I begin to like the idea that language emerges in creatures through their emotions.  The fortunate Oak Tree says hardly a word.  Ducks can quack out their irritation, of course.  And I am pretty certain that Egg Plants are mostly sullen.

My own species is well supplied by emotions, and consequently we are the Olympiads of natter, much of our time spent voicing emotions., if not out loud then as a sort of background grumble.

1 comment:

Gin said...

Interesting thought, and I suspect there is some truth in it. Much muttering and mumbling hereabouts lately with an occasional intelligible word, such as squirrel or rabbit, accompanied by a four letter word or two.