The world is made of words (Olga Tokarczuk)




The world is made of words 

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Every human being is deeply affected by immense power of words in active formation of the world. But let's look for a moment beyond borders of our little circles and remind ourselves of transcendental meaning hidden beneath human ability to produce words.

The world is made of words (Olga Tokarczuk)

We were lying in the grass.

We were lying in the grass. Thoughtful.

We were lying in the grass. Thoughtful. Eyes fixed on the starry sky.

We were lying in the grass. Thoughtful. Eyes fixed on the starry sky. The dew tickled our palms and feet.

I craved to speak, but I didn't want to disturb the silence that was washing us.

I wanted to see if he would say something, but still he didn't.

Our bond grew stronger in the silence of night that everyone fears so much.

Suddenly I heard myself speak slowly and calmly:

"In the beginning was the Word,

"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God,

"In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God."

His rhythmic and deep voice was heard:

"He was in the beginning with God.

"He was in the beginning with God. All things came to be through him,

"He was in the beginning with God. All things came to be through him, and without him not one thing came into being."

We continued on one line each.

During that recitation, we turned to each other and saw tiny gleams in our eyes.

After we finished, we stayed lying on our backs for a few seconds.

Then he said:

Then he said: "We were never aware of how powerful words are and how much of a gift the ability to create words is.

And yet this recognition is shown in the oldest and the most valuable records of human history."

"We are created by the Word and saved by the Word, more powerful than we can comprehend",

"We are created by the Word and saved by the Word, more powerful than we can comprehend", I added, smiling slightly.

"So why then do we not use the Word for what it has always been intended for: eternal synthesis, analysis and transformation.

It had united order and chaos and connected them in a spiral whose center is our home."

"Perhaps we were never intended to possess such a magnificent secret that is so obvious at the same time.

That everything is created from the Word, the simultaneous singular and plural, omnidimensional and superposed... "

"Do we bother ourselves with this because we bring our thoughts and feelings to life with words, known and unknown?

Truly: everything is in it, some of it is permanently hidden from us, but that is its meaning."

"If we, as human beings, are capable of creating words through speech, then are we not co-creators of new, unknown worlds?

Eternal actors on the stage of life and infinity who know nothing but the creative secret of the Word that leads to the unknown."

"Indeed, we are unusual entities: born and breathed into life by the Word, sent to imperceptibly tailor new paths with words and, perhaps once in eternity, to discover the whole Word, as it truly is."

"Are we worthy of such a great honor, we who so gladly turn the words to bring suffering and pain?"

"We are not, but we will become worthy. Once we come before the Word itself."

Saying that, he fell silent.

The Pleiades were still fleeing Orion as the moonlight went out.

We turned to each other again and saw the glitter.

Our hands touched knowing that we are complete manifestations of the Word in the world of creation by words.

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