Making Senses: A short essay of thoughts or aphorisms

In a sense, then, the world gifts us a skin, a flesh, in perceiving it.

And perhaps re-cognizing us, individual specimens, into a social situation.

In a sense, then, language expresses us.  As our inner individual experience is able to fit itself into the social commerce of forms, terms, gestures, behaviors and intonations, so that “self” is able to be known, observed, engaged and interpreted or received.  “Responded” to/with.

Each of our “Response – abilities,” our responsibility.

In a sense, then, our sense are middle ground clothed in mutuality – a “zone of contact with the present in all its openendedness” (Mikhail Bakhtin).

In a sense, then, here is where we meet, and that-here (“there” hypothetically) is where we continually be-come (or come-to-be).

In a sense, then, our “name” for existence – “Being” – is appropriately an action…