The Babel tower did not come through as a project. We started to lose communication. The story goes that people started speaking a different language. Or is it we started believing we needed to lead others? I always imagined that the builders of Babel had actually spent so much time trapped into their own thoughts that the language they presumably spoke differently was the language of their mind and heart for the project; that it was not the actual change of language, (that happened later in my opinion) but the communication stopped as the goal was not the same anymore.
How many times haven’t we spoken with someone in the same language and end up thinking that we actually speak in a different one?
So if people actually communicated, well the story goes and not I, we would be able to reach heaven. For what is more divine than two hearts who speak the same language?