Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Metaphors

I just realized how much I love metaphors and thinking metaphorically. What's really special about this type of thinking is that it makes you observe things from as many perspectives as possible. Wait, first I should explain what metaphorical thinking is. Basically, in a nutshell, it's trying to come up with comparisons of every object around you with different objects, places or people. For example, if I could try comparing a person to a chair as far as his or her personality goes. What does a chair have? Legs. Not very important. What does a chair do? It stands. Still not very relative. What do users of a chair do to the chair? They sit on it. Now we're talking. So, calling someone a chair is like saying to him or her, "people sit on you," or "people use you to rest," or something like that, which would imply that said person lets people sit on him or her, meaning he or she is submissive and crap like that. Yeah, I don't feel like arranging this into anything else, because I'm tired, but lets continue, shall we?

Thinking metaphorically forces you to think about objects in ways you'd never normally think about them in because said objects may prove to be useful as metaphors at a later time. It makes you think in a very meta-physical way, in other words.

I don't know. I really feel like stopping, so I'm gonna continue. Okay? Good. Lets get the bad stuff out of the way. I don't know why I said that. Perhaps I'm just too uninspired to do the rest. Who knows? I just need some rest. My mind needs to seek rest in whatever forms of work I can find for it for now, for my mind will seek the default thoughts otherwise, the default thoughts that cause me nothing but misery. My plan is to change the default thoughts into thoughts that I want them to be by continually thinking the way I want my brain to think which may or may not include typing stuff like this, drawing, writing stories, writing dialogue, programming, breaking things apart and seeing how they work, breaking things apart and seeing how they work on a more philosophical level, and a myriad of other thoughts that I have yet to even discover, which will make those thoughts the default thoughts if I shove them into my brain enough.

My goodness, for some reason I've become excited. What do I mean, for some reason? I've found more and more of a why and a what that I want and the fog is starting to clear from my goals. The rain is disappearing from my shallow head and transforming it into a beautiful wonder of sunlight and fresh ideas, the sunlight actually being the fresh ideas to put this thought into a more metaphorical sense. I apologize for those of you who are actually reading this; it must be extremely difficult to grasp seeing as I've dealt my thoughts to you in such a raw form as this. (this one giant paragraph is probably going to be divided into smaller paragraphs by the time I post this blog, so if you see this parenthesised message after a short paragraph, that will be true).

Well, wish me luck, I'm going to go exploring the ways my mind can think besides the way I don't want it to think. This is fun. It's actually fun. It sounds extremely exciting in theory right now, which I'm hoping will transfer to the actual action of doing it, which I'm sort of doing right now. Geeze, I should think about grammar as well, shouldn't I? Yes, I should.

Goodbye my esteemed readers of a higher glory or some sentimental crap like that. Yes, this is great. I still feel like typing, so consider this the PS of the blog. Uhmm monkeys have arms and humans have arms, therefore they're similar. Isn't that interesting how science is like poetry. It looks for similarities between creatures and items, albeit a lot more specific similarities, the same way poetry looks for similarities in ideas and concepts, through metaphor. And money is metaphor as well, right? I'm tired. I'm just rehashing a few things that I believe I'm understanding a lot better by doing so. Man, this stuff is interesting. The color blue can only be seen through examples. I'm done.

Byall!

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