the box... you opened it. we came.
metaphors are lies. metaphors are not lies. metaphors are truths. the truths behind metaphors can only be comprehended by way of analogy, much like any other linguistic structure invented by a linear monkey mind. the statement "metaphors are lies" is itself a metaphor. "this statement is false."
why is it so difficult for human beings to grasp allegorical concepts? all language eats itself. the argument is circular. consciousness itself seems to be a chain reaction, wherein the last brick is the first and the first is the last. it goes nowhere, comes from nowhere, returns to nowhere. as george harrison once said, 'if you do not know where you are going, any road will get you there.' serpent eating tail. i am the one eye perceiving itself in infinite permutations of its own holiness... i am getting ahead of myself.
