
Death
Death is an entry, /
a metaphor unfolding, /
a flower empty.
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Death
Death is an entry, /
a metaphor unfolding, /
a flower empty.
.
.
#death #entry #metaphor #flower #empty #haiku #poem #poetry #haiga #photo #oldnorthknoxville #davidebooker #talltalestogo #november #sunday #110324 #2024
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Tagged as 110324, David E. Booker, death, empty, entry, flower, haiku, metaphor, November, Old North Knoxville, photo, poem, poetry, Sunday, unfolding
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Tagged as cartoon, metaphor, pun, simile, Tuesday, Willard the Writer, writing humor
This Is Your Brain on Metaphors – NYTimes.com.
Despite rumors to the contrary, there are many ways in which the human brain isn’t all that fancy. Let’s compare it to the nervous system of a fruit fly. Both are made up of cells, of course, with neurons playing particularly important roles. Now one might expect that a neuron from a human will differ dramatically from one from a fly. Maybe the human’s will have especially ornate ways of communicating with other neurons, making use of unique “neurotransmitter” messengers. Maybe compared to the lowly fly neuron, human neurons are bigger, more complex, in some way can run faster and jump higher.
But no. Look at neurons from the two species under a microscope and they look the same. They have the same electrical properties, many of the same neurotransmitters, the same protein channels that allow ions to flow in and out, as well as a remarkably high number of genes in common. Neurons are the same basic building blocks in both species.
So where’s the difference? It’s numbers — humans have roughly one million neurons for each one in a fly. And out of a human’s 100 billion neurons emerge some pretty remarkable things. With enough quantity, you generate quality.
Tagged as brain, brain function, metaphor, New York Times, Sunday
Q: What should a writer do when he comes across a fork in his story?
A: Change his metaphor.
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In order to escape a man named Stan, who said he only wanted to give her a glass unicorn because it reminded him of her, Stella the Unicorn started wearing a mustache disguise.
Stan said the glass unicorn was only a metaphor, nothing more.
Stella said it was a mixed metaphor, as well as a mixing of plays, which was something Stan didn’t understand.
More’s the pity, Stella thought, because Stan was kind of cute in that lumpish way human males were. But that wasn’t the point.

Stan, unlike her fake mustache, could grow him, but Stella knew it wouldn’t lead to anything lasting. It never did with humans.
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