Language is the mark of humans telling reality what to be, do, and mean. It seems obvious to me why there is only one creature that apparently uses formally representational language here.

Insight is language’s ‘lost compliment’, whose appearance forces language to become beholden to wisdom and measure. I do not here indicate the measure of metrics or statistics, but rather the measures that arise as comparisons to the -sources- of beauty, truth, and meaning.

Language wants to become this measure, but the local presence of insight causes rebellious representational paradigms to obey their sources.