Julius is a funny word

Yo, broseph, you're fly is down. Although, what can't get up can't get out. Ba-zing!

Pop rocks and Pepsi. Hijack. Jackrabbit. Hammock.

Kinetic energy.

Koala bears and gummi worms.

I like apples. Apples like me. Apples are yummy, they are nutritious. I have apples, loo loo loo, apples have me, how does an apple have someone? Scary twilight zone stuff, man. Cold War.

I had a weird thing happen the other day. I saw a question on Reddit, in the subreddit of "askscience", it went something along the lines of , "What language do people who are born deaf think in?" I didn't read the whole post. In fact I didn't read any of the post at all. I just read the question and then went "huh" and kept on scrolling for funny things.

That question stayed at the back of my mind though, as many things do. It doesn't take a scholar to know that people learn language threw exposure to auditory recognition of sounds. Babies talk before they read, although you can teach babies to read before they talk, and you can teach them sign language, but putting those two things aside, assuming that one learns language first from hearing things, which a deaf person cannot do, you are left with a conundrum. Deaf people can't hear, they can't learn to recognize sounds, so they can't reproduce the sounds in their head, like we do, right? Right. So how do they think? Well how do babies think? They can think, can't they? Based on the amazed look on many babies' faces I would say yes, they are thinking about things. More likely they are overwhelmed at the amount of information that they are processing and they find the only way to cope with this immense overload is to sleep, cry or poop. And suck on their mom's tits. BUT ANYWAYS, the thing I was talking about. Thoughts are not limited to language. Do you ever think in emotions? You probably have, though you may not have noticed it. Have you ever felt that you experiencing something you had before, but you didn't have words to describe it? Many people would call it déjà vu, but that's not what I'm talking about.

I have a weird thing, and I've never known what to call it or if other people have this happen too. It's a smell. I don't produce the smell. I promise that. It's a smell that I smell, but it isn't a smell. It definitely happens in my nose, but it can happen anywhere, regardless of the surrounding smells. It happens when I'm having a good day. If I'm sick or stuffed up it doesn't happen. If it's a good day like a good day that everything that is good is happening is happening all at once, it doesn't happen. It's usually one or two things or events that are favorable that produce this smell/phenomenon.

It's like a faint whiff of sawdust and nostalgia. It it nice. It is prominent. It is odd. I can't explain it any better than that. It reminds me of my childhood, but again, it isn't a smell as I have yet to reproduce it. It's something my nose does that must smell the air differently or something.

My point is, that sometimes we experience things that we can't put words to, that we can't derive from anything, that we can't trace to whatever source.

I've done the same thing while thinking. They say that we think at something like 575 words per minute, and we speak at about 125 per minute, on average (there's lots on Wikipedia about this). That explains why we skip words when writing or typing. But sometimes I think too fast for that. You can too, we all think incredibly fast. Have you ever had a moment of inspiration, a moment of pure and clear thoughts that happen within the blink of an eye, faster than that. It's like an exponential power function. It just rockets off to infinity before your x-axis gets into the 20s. It fascinates me, and when I think like that, I don't use words. It's just..thoughts. There is no searching for the right word, for arguing with yourself, it -- lack for a better analogy -- is like revelation. That's what deaf people think in.

There simply isn't a need for words to be our thoughts, but it is most convenient for most of us for that to be our way of thinking about things. It's really kind of weird, to actually think about how we think. Right now I feel like I'm talking to myself, because it's my own words that are being heard in my head first and then reproduced on the screen, and wow am I having trouble hitting the right order of keys. Deaf people don't have any trouble thinking without words. Without audible words, anyway.