headache, make it yours, the letter, the words, the sounds, the clothes, the bananas you stare at, make them yours because death is birth and birth is death in that they are eye openers. i may die and people not understand what i say, but if it helps me to live a happier life then it was worth it. the experience inside your head, inside your body, is more important than having anyone understand what you mean especially if what you say is beyond their comprehension. communication is great, makes you feel good and spreads learning, but if it doesn't get around because the ears into which you speak can't hear, don't sweat it. Pigs don't fly you can't teach them, you just keep on flying yourself and keep your happiness and your peace of heart. when you're flying high above the muddy nosed pigs, they won't see you up there, they're concerned with the ground and the way the dirt squishes and the source of their next meal. but you can still wave and smile. it's ok to let go of your dreams and your determinations to make everyone understand what you mean if it will loosen your frustration, understand priorities and what you think they should be, how you think it is best to see the world, say it once, twice, even five times, but if they don't hear you it is alright. No one shouts at deaf persons and get frustrated that they can't hear them.