In order for me to apprehend a thought, it needs to be in the logical space of reasons. I ought to be able to ask under what conditions the state of affairs that thought specifies obtains, and what constitutes justification for it. Unless I am granted these epistemic thermometers, that thought is essentially incommunicable. And what is an incommunicable thought? Something along the lines of an unsaid saying, an unparadoxical paradox on the verge of incoherence. This is not to say that nothing is going on in your head. It is only to say that, whatever it is, it is not a thought, and you cannot expect me to apprehend it. It is beyond me; it is neither here nor there.