Introspective lexemes.
Introspective: the act or process of
looking into oneself.
Lexemes: basically a word but
here’s the all knowing Wikipedia with some in-depth enlightenment
For a good portion of our lives we are looking for our titles.
“What do you want to be when you
grow up”
“Time to start thinking about the future”
“What programs are you applying for”
“Where do you see yourself in 5-10 years”
All these questions that are leading to answers about who you will be
in this world. Finding yourself vs creating yourself. Some people just seem to
have themselves “figured out”. By that I mean they are just so them, which
probably sounds weird but if you know someone who is you’ll know what I mean.
Before I get to metaphysical I will redirect focus to
INTROSPECTIVE LEXEMES *cue lasers and transformers type font*
I don’t know when it started but I have this fascination with words,
linguistics and the decomposition. Recently I’ve been thinking of words Id use
to describe myself that have a subtle double meaning.
Example:
Fringe or what I elaborated
into “fringester”
Fringe defined quickly is 1.
An adornment on clothing 2. Meaning not part of the mainstream.
“Fringster” came from
thinking of hipster like someone who come’s across trends while they are
outside of the mainstream.
Though of in the bath tub the
other day:
“extra ordinary”
1.Because It’s an oxymoron and
2. It’s aaa .... than I was
questioned what is the word for a word that is made up of words. (say that 5
times fast lol) Like in-between which is also me ish
Anyways I Google what is the word for a word made of other words and
found
Portmanteau Definition: a
linguistic blend of words, in which parts of multiple words, or their phones
(sounds), and their meanings are combined into a new word. Eg. Smog or Brunch
And the obvious answer. Compound
Portmanteau blew my mind, it’s one of those things you come across and
you can’t stop thinking about all the possible answers.
This is definitely more rantish than my other journals. I’ll admit I
don’t know at all where this is going, I just thought I came up with a great
title for something that always rattling around my head. Okay here we go. Maybe
the point is there is no point. YES. BRILLIANT. That we can be asked for all
the years of our lives what, when, where and we can get the answers from
infinite sources.
We shouldn’t have to aspire to become answers to these questions by a
certain human lifespan value. Especially not ones expressed
by a word or successes. I think we limit ourselves by making age a series of
boxes and ticking the check mark as we go along.
“you’re still young” has
become by favourite and least favourite phrase. 1. it’s a euphemism, meant to make me feel better 2. What about when I’m not still young.
3. I don’t think I like euphemisms
Moving to Australia has been very enlightening for me , I’m alone in
the world for the first time, I’m meeting heaps of new people for short periods
of time and I’m thinking more than ever about the future and my future. Yes
separate futures. Also I have what I like to refer to as a “small social
circle”.. ha..haha.. I have a lot of time to myself. I hope this wasn’t toooo
existential. Just existential enough.
Side note is rap mucis was
actually educational
word word word word word, words
English, Latin , French word
word word word word words.
Linguistics and gram maarrr mar
mar mar marrr
Pronunciate without a stam mmar
mar mar mar merrr
I KID YOU NOT WORK JUST CAME ON
AS I FINISHED THIS AND MY ITUNES IS ON SHUFFLE. SERENDIPITY AT IT’S FINEST.
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