Bear with me here: I’m still reeling from last night’s cold medicine, and I have a fragment of a sliver of a thought taking root this morning. It may be meaningful, it may be fluff. Regardless, it’s the foundation of today’s philosophy post.
I may prefer to live on a level of metaphor, rather than sharp-edged reality. My thoughts take shape in much the same way as my eyes take focus: with my specs on, it’s crystal clear – without, there’s a soft focus, left-keeled view. (I do not say left to indicate any politics, but to indicate that the vision in my actual right eye is horrible.)
I enjoy reading mixed metaphors, especially. When people jumble the hard with the soft, the dark with the light, I don’t think of it as erroneous. I instead find it serendipitous, as much more revealing than the grammatically perfect metaphor.
What do others say about metaphor?
“Metaphors have a way of holding the most truth in the least space.” ~ Orson Scott Card
“Metaphors are dangerous. Metaphors are not to be trifled with. A single metaphor can give birth to love.” ~ Milan Kundera
“All slang is metaphor, and all metaphor is poetry.” ~ Gilbert Chesterton
“Books are the mirror of the soul.” ~ Virginia Woolf
Friday blessings to you all, back to writing I go. Remember, every day: Never give up!