We filter our unbounded mind through the grammatical constraints and conventional structures of language and communication but fail to notice that the one thing that language does most effectively is to reproduce itself.
When this self-replication, itself the natural heir of all complex systems, acquires sufficient sophistication it abstracts itself away from us and rather than we playing the game of words and meanings it quite rapidly and naturally becomes the fame of words and meanings that play us.
We are not the player, we are the instrument and this music of meaning and patterned information acquires its own meaning in, through and as us.
These are the subtleties of our lives that we rarely notice, perhaps because they live in (and as) the cognitive blindspot that our selves embody.
Daedelus Kite 