...but if conscious expression is bound by the limitations of language, the extrication of internal meaning by words is like attempting in vain to squeeze the last bit of toothpaste from the tube...
...or perhaps it is more apropos to liken our verbal instantiations as mere confetti left over from the parade of our essential thoughts, or maybe the conceptual monad is only true within itself...
...but others aver that the interstice between an objectified mental concept and its simplest morphemic instance may be rather infinitessimal, and this verisimilitude between --
Look, college boy - I didn't come to Starbucks for pretentious blather. Just make me a damn Caramel Macchiatto, for cryin' out loud!
