I have a grudge against written philosophy. The meaning of words is subjective. It is defined by what relations you draw in your brains when you read or hear th

I have a grudge against written philosophy. The meaning of words is subjective. It is defined by what relations you draw in your brains when you read or hear that word. This not only makes words quite unimportant, they turn your mind into a philosophical mine field. It is constantly under the assumption that words have some universal meaning. People seeking for the "intelligence" or "truth" that they have in their head, but they're constantly redefining it based on new insights obtained in their search. As a result, all these concepts seem unattainable. If you take the focus off the word, much of your prejudice disappears. You see the relationships, the structure, the observations, the logic, the nuance. You can see you used two distinct meanings of the word "intelligence". One is a set of expected reactions, the other is your consciousness. Now this gives rise to a logical question: Are these two things the same? The Chinese room shows that's not necessarily the case. However, might that feeling you call consciousness be a side-effect of a the particular type of Chinese room that's going on in your head? That's how you get interesting philosophy.