A teaching colleague and a good friend of me used to say: "Oh, Enok, you always use lots of metaphors!" I think he found my metaphors being "double-edged swords", they may both throw light on a topic, and they may veil it. The metaphor is your assistant, to help you "take control" and keep focus, and when also having a lucky strike and its day the metaphor by a stunning delivery effect may convey the aha! comprehension, - when your are presenting a reasoning. At the same time you have to take control over the metaphor which very often will trigger off lots of associations which are not to the topic. The clever Dick you called for to come and help you, did not come alone, he also brought with him a bag. While giving you his assistance with his one hand, he is opening the bag with the other one and out of that special luggage there come jumping a crowd of running hares, each of them choosing their own directions when they very eagerly and rapidly and happily run off from their dungeon. The good metaphor is a trustworthy and reliable bodyguard, but might also be an alluring stool pigeon. You asked for a star to steer by, and you got it, - at the same time you were granted an endless galaxy to be distracted by. |
... ohhhh .............. Then (at about 10.45 this 3rd April morning) something terrible happened: The phace 1 document was suddenly gone, it completely evaporated, and the phace 2 embryo document had disappeared, - and I really felt I had lost my face, but in spite of being faceless I was not tearless. I did not know what to do, just shut down my PC to restore my spirit. Then I god the idea to go out in the wood of subdirectories, just to have a look, - and there: phace 2 was perching on its file in a directory where it really did not belong. I called softly, and - yes, I brought it home, safe and sound. Still sorry that phace 1 is gone and lost for ever, I rub my face and start to go on writing: |
| When I started the writing this morning I had planned to fulfill this piece in a quite different way. However, process will never be prediction! You are welcome to bring your comments and contribution. My address: enok@kippersund.no Bjørke, 3rd April 2003 friendly regards Enok and his worn and torn dictionaries |
