What's this? another analogy? I must be crazy!?!?

The light turns on, I see three stools, on one sits a bouquet of flowers, on one sits a letter in an envelope, and on the last one sits a glass slipper, the light turns off.
.     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .
The light turns on, I see three stools, on one sits a wilted bouquet of flowers, on one sits an empty envelope, and the last one is empty, the light turns off.

.     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .

The light turns on, I see three stools, on one sits a bouquet of flowers, on one sits a post card, and on the last one sits a piece of paper, I go up to the paper and read what it says, the light turn off.

.     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .     .

The light turns on, I see three stools, on one sits a wilted bouquet of flowers, on one sits a pass-port, and on the last one sits a poster, I read the poster: "The Choice is Yours", The lights turn off.

The Metaphorical Train-Wreck, or "The Metaphor Telephone Game"

If you want to understand the subject/context of this post, you'll need to have read my previous post and the comments attached to it up until comment 13# you can find that post here: The Salad the Knife Couldn't Cut, or by using the links on the right -->

To explain my first metaphor: "I'm sitting here looking at a salad, one my knife can't cut, and i'm thinking: I wish I had a fork", The salad is exactly what it is, a salad, the knife represents a fork, and the fork represents a knife. make sense now Sadie? You of all people should be able to figure this out with just that much information, just try you can do it.


For everyone else, My salads are a bit unusual, while on tope they have all the usual healthy ingredients of a typical salad i.e. lettuce, peppers, cheese, croutons, dressing, cheese, tomatoes, et cetera. Underneath my salads however are various assorted meats, steak, chicken, pork, and bread usually in the form of Pita or Pizza crust. Hence, the knife that was really a fork, couldn't cut the salad because forks can't cut meat very well, and I wish I had a fork that is really a knife so I could cut my salad and eat my delicious concoction. 


There is a deeper context to the this metaphor, as all good metaphors have, which I will now explain. The salad represents anything good in our life that we want to acquire and make ourselves better with, a healthy endeavor. As all endeavors of this sort usually have, there are hidden problems we didn't expect, the meat of the problem, which if we find a way to consume will only make the salad all that much better, yet currently seems impossible because there is no way to break it down into manageable pieces with the tools we have. When we sat down to eat the salad, we thought we had the right tool for the job, yet soon find out that we are ill equipped. But all hope is not lost, for if we can only find the right tool, we can get back to eating and bettering ourselves in a most enjoyable manner. 


I told you I wrote a chiasmus, I lied, I really wrote two! :)


Now that you know what my first Metaphor meant, Sadie, why don't you be a gal and explain your responding metaphor in the comments below? 


Thanks very much.

The Salad the Knife Couldn't Cut

I'm sitting here looking at a salad, one my knife can't cut, and i'm thinking: I wish I had a fork.

how's that for a metaphor Sadie?

good luck guessing what it means.

I once read a book that said this: "Great minds think and write clearly; secondary minds get confused; inferior minds tie themselves in knots pretending they understand what they clearly can't even grasp."

the author of this book forgot one exception: Me

for I am neither a great mind, nor secondary or inferior. you see, I have a confusing mind, and while I understand clearly what I think and write, great minds tie themselves in knots, secondary minds get confused, and the idiots, well they still pretend they know what i'm saying when they can't even grasp the concept at hand. 

incase you didn't notice, I just wrote a chiasmus.

good luck deciphering my metaphor, but be warned, your conclusion will determine wether your mind is like unto mine (confusing), Great, secondary, or idiotic.

so what ever you do, please get me a fork, i'm hungry.