Okay, time for a new philosophy thread.
"The limits of my language mean the limits of my world. All I know is what I have words for." Ludwig Wittgenstein
Do you agree? Or do you think it's possible to "think" outside of language? And if so, how?
The floor is open.
This is a fascinating thread – I only joined the Forum in the last few days, so I hope you don’t mind me dumping a load of comment rather late in the day. Off the top there are several things that strike me.
At first sight it seemed obvious that I have non-linguistic thoughts. If I’m driving behind you and I’ve had a bad day and my Se is playing up and you’ve pissed me off by driving too slowly, I may tailgate you if I’m not being a good lad. I don’t go through any kind of narrative in my head that says something like “why doesn’t this ??!!!££$$$ get out of my way, let’s tailgate him or her” – I just do it and my action expresses it all, both to me and my victim. The person in front gets the message and may respond non-verbally in like kind …. maybe doing what I want, or maybe not, but they get the message (I’m actually usually the victim, so I know from experience). Similarly, when we had a cat, it could tell me it wanted to go out, come in, or wanted feeding, or comfort, without any language whatsoever – I may have narrated my response in my head sometimes but mostly not. Again, when I watch a ball game, I can’t believe for a minute that the very fast exchange of information between the players is expressed as language inside their heads – some of it certainly is, but a hell of a lot isn’t because there isn’t time.
But whenever I get anywhere near this sort of question, I get lost quickly in what I understand are some of the great philosophical mysteries. I sadly don’t have the analytical skills myself to understand the depths of these, or the patience to wade through very a complex edifice of definitions and reasoning from the professional guys, often in very dense technical and idiosyncratic terminology. Take the assumption that the everyday “real world” is out there as it appears to our common sense. On reflection, I don’t see how it can be, so I don’t feel that what I experience as the real world is actually real in a hard-concrete sense. I think someone else made a similar point in other comments on the theme. I can only scratch the surface of this thought before either losing my way or going on about it too long, or both, but I’ll see where it goes ….
For example, at a very basic level, everything around us is made up of a very few types of sub-atomic particles and energy types, mixed up together in almost infinite variety. According to current thinking in quantum mechanics and particle physics they are pretty insubstantial, and not really located anywhere definite in either space or time. When I touch anything it’s the negative fields of the electrons in my hands repelling off those in the object I touch that is at the root of the sensation, but my electrons never actually really touch the others – if they could, I gather there would be rather unfortunate results. At this level of the physical world it seems to me that there are no distinct objects-in-themselves such as trees, rocks, suns, moons, people, dogs, dog mess, etc – just loads of the same quantum particles doing what weird quantum particles do. Similarly, there are, for example, no colours as we experience them either, only photons of a particular energy and wavelength.
Another example - I can’t experience you at the same time as you experience yourself, because it takes a finite time for the physical input from you to get to me, and even longer for my mind to process it into something I experience and can respond to, so you are present to me only in your past. What’s worse, if you go to the shops and I stay home, we will have followed different space time tracks and you will have aged a little less than me when you get home, so am I the same me that you left behind when you went out? These time difference effects are very small unless you recently took a bus here from a small planet orbiting Betelgeuse or something like that, but they are real and measurable.
I definitely don’t experience these apparently hard realities directly - only darkly, and through the lens of science. So as far as I can see, the external world, as I do experience it, has to be a synthesis of input through my senses of these quite mysterious esoteric sources, together with something in my brain that translates them massively and maps them into the world I actually perceive. Then there are all the things we take for granted as real and very much part of the world, but which we won’t find anywhere in the so-called physical world – love, fear, thought itself, money (does anyone know what it really is in its essence?), ethics, etc. It seems that everything I experience takes place within a model of the world inside my head which is pretty subjective, and which I have been building all my life, but which is anchored to the external world (I hope) through quite tortuous, but thankfully unconscious, processing via my senses. I think there is actual evidence of this from things like Oliver Sacks’s “The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat”, or closer to home, my father who is 98 and has a form of dementia - he can no longer tell his dreams from his reality a lot of the time.
Another thought – it’s perhaps the arrogance of consciousness that makes me think that all the thoughts I experience are things I make or do. But often, they actually come to me in a similar way to things in the external world, as not-me things that I experience. On rare occasions I even experience myself as something like a thought projected from somewhere else inside me, so perhaps I myself am a word spoken by something else?
So where does all this meandering take me in the end with the original Wittgenstein question? Well it seems to me that everything I experience - the external world, my inner thoughts, feelings, perceptions, emotions, memories, whether conscious or unconscious, the lot - is based on the constructs of this world model in my head that is the only thing I can possibly experience directly. If that is so, you could argue that Wittgenstein was correct: you could say that all the components of my world are a form of language because the whole lot of them are synthesised symbolic representations together with a form of hyper-grammar, used in powerful and sophisticated combinations to provide the matrix and the dynamics of my life experience. Even I, as I experience myself, am probably one of these symbolic representations. Such a “language” would perhaps echo the power and numinous quality of the Old Language, the Language of the Making, in the Earthsea stories by Ursula Le Guin. More prosaically, and boringly, it may be analogous as well to a computer software system many magnitudes of sophistication beyond any in our computers today. But calling this a “language” sounds to me more like a matter of choice of viewpoint and definition rather than true insight or discovery.
There is an awful lot of recursiveness in all this – thought and language being used to think about thought and language. In maths that kind of thing can lead to wild, chaotic and very interesting behaviours in the “solutions” to a problem. Maybe that’s what happens sometimes in philosophy as well. For example, when I refer to science is this not just another of these mental and partly subjective models inside my head: so can it really give me a true objective insight into hard physical reality? How can I reflect on myself: who is looking and what is it looking at, and what is watching the interaction to keep it on the rails? Can I really use language to analyse itself, or is this like trying to pick myself up with my shoe straps? And what about things that may exist in some sense but which can’t be put into any form of symbolic language: can there be such things and, if so, are they things that we can never experience, and if so do they really exist at all; but then does something’s existence depend on my ability to experience it, which sounds pretty dodgy to me. Lots of fun to be had here I think ….. better stop now because I’m definitely on the verge of getting lost!
Very many thanks for the question - I've really enjoyed having a play with it!