"The limits of my language, is the limit of my world" - Ludwig Witgentein
I always tell to myself and others that there is something lost when you describe yourself using attributes, labels and categories. Yet language is inescapable in every aspect of the life. It is like trying to capture the essence of a flame by describing its color, shape and size. The essence always been the indeterminate
You can say that I am a philosopher, a seeker of truth, a lover of wisdom, a rebel against dogma, a student of consciousness, a practitioner of meditation, a wanderer in the realms of the unknown. But these words only point to the surface of who I am. They are like shadows on the wall, not the fire itself.