All language binds the brain to a limited way of perceiving and expressing life. Without language, instinct takes over much more and we simply know what to do in each moment and that knowing is always universal. Language sets us apart from our universal nature and feeds our neurotic minds and leads to repetition and boredom and more and more ingenious ways to cover that repetitive madness. True depth and life is found outside language. The word sky can never capture the width and magic of looking up above and seeing a changing magical delight.... Words repeat. Nature is always fresh and new.