for Friday Fictioneers during cacophony – July 5, 2013
Scales, rituals, angles and lines. Struggling to make sense, instead of staying on the ground. Design, construct, infer, deduce. Climb that ladder. Circle that ring. Aching for a view. We’re earthed here. But we keep on grasping. Incessantly. Invent equations, theorems, rules and laws. Apply to sensation and perceive. Revise. Repeat. Try numbers, letters, words. Try gesture. Communicate. Calibrate. Be social. Get everyone to make the hike. We make sense by making abstractions. Distractions. Bastardizing metaphor. Some things go deeper, some things go out.
N Filbert 2013
All my Words are Silent 
Exhausting.
sorry.
🙂
Bastardazing metaphor … that’s just great… you always amaze
thank you very much
Dear N,
Life is often about trying to make sense of things, isn’t it? Your mind works in mysterious ways, thanks for the ride.
shalom,
Rochelle