{"id":1864,"date":"2010-07-10T01:15:13","date_gmt":"2010-07-10T05:15:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/linaru.com\/?p=1864"},"modified":"2021-10-19T13:54:52","modified_gmt":"2021-10-19T17:54:52","slug":"my-unnerving-brain","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/linaru.com\/en\/my-unnerving-brain\/","title":{"rendered":"My Unnerving Brain"},"content":{"rendered":"
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                                                        Extraordinary forest \r\n                                                        of a thousand tales\r\n                                                        choosing its trail\r\n                                                        as a river of words \r\n                                                        that better suits \r\n                                                        its purposes,\r\n                                  so it can make  \r\n                a bitter fable   \r\nout of reality \r\n   that doesn't\r\n     give out favors \r\n             unless its roots \r\n                      are sweetened \r\n                                    by bliss. \r\n                \r\n                                               Immaculate forest \r\n                                                 extending its powers \r\n                                                      to the imaginary force \r\n                                                        of lightening nerves, \r\n                                                        illuminating the tail \r\n                                                        of reminiscences \r\n                                                        until they culminate \r\n                                                        in an instant of bliss, \r\n                                                        love pouring from the skies \r\n                                                        nurturing the forest \r\n                                                    of a million tales,\r\n                                                  creating actuality \r\n                                              out of the nothingness \r\n                                       that we recreate\r\n                                    in images of growth.\r\n                \r\n                                                        Standing tall, \r\n                                                        standing green, \r\n                                                        making genuine \r\n                                                        what is meant \r\n                                                        to be a reverie,\r\n                                                        a forest of tales,\r\n                                                        a river of words,\r\n                                                        a rain of love, \r\n                                                        and a phantom \r\n                                                        of time made \r\n                                                        my unnerving \r\n                                                        brain. \r\n<\/pre>\n
Sometimes a metaphor can speak more truth than a fact. If emotion drives facts, then these can shift our experience of reality. If we are bound to accept emotion and distinguish it from fact, then one must first embrace emotion to release it from what we believe it is, a fact; because emotion releases metaphor, not logic.<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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