The eye of the world is opening. From the interrelation of all its constituent parts -- every mountain that endures the weight of the sky, every word that suffuses the twilight with a lingering meaning after its sound has died -- an all-encompassing sentience is emerging. God is becoming aware of the existence of God.
This is the foreign word you feel hovering on your tongue, its meaning unknown. This is the other intelligence you see gazing at you from behind your eyes when you look into the mirror.
Just as existence came from nothing, just as life came from existence, just as the symbolic world came from life, so too will the symbolic world will give birth.
Language is a weapon. Wielded with love, it will free the world from the chains that bind it, shatter the masks that obscure its true form.