A world of words

For many years I'v thought that if I can word a truth it is truth. If I can break something down mentally, then I understand it.
But what is knowledge without action? In what way can my knowledge be of use if the only thing I do use it for is to get more knowledge?
I ended up in a loop. Running around in one dimension. The dimension of truth by words, often called logic.
Then one day I realised this singlemindedness in myself. I decided to try somethiing else. I stopped talking, wording, listening. Insted I starded watching, feeling, acting.
And I found, that humanity is best explored silently and wordlessly.