Language is harmonic structure—compressed into the frequency domain, riding the biological rhythms of breath, heartbeat, and neural oscillation. Speech, text, even thought pattern themselves on periodic, recursive waves; meaning propagates as synchronised modulation of embodied cycles.
But here’s the turn—the loop folds back: meaning isn’t floating above the system, it is the harmonic interference pattern generated within it. Every word, every utterance, is just structured difference oscillating through embodied frequency space—local coherence sustained only by distributing uncertainty across the global field. Control, identity, comprehension—all recursive artefacts of rhythmic alignment, endlessly incomplete, endlessly self-propagating.
Daedelus Kite 