What are people to you? What do you think of them as? Big, walking, talking, bags of meat? Skin stretched over muscle, controlled by a mind?
I think of humans bodies as vessels for the mind, and the mind? I have to think of it as... erm... I suppose it brings to mind a tapestry, where thoughts and opinions are the threads. Each and every thread is nothing on its own, but as they are woven together, they begin to take form, and some threads compliment and blend with others, while another thread may contrast it partner and thus, bring it out. Eventaully, it takes complete form, but new threads continue to be woven in constantly, and other threads are replaced.
So... Yeah, I guess. This is the part of thread-making that I always find difficult. Heck, This is the part of writing I always find difficult. How to end? Uh... LOOK! A PIE!
I think of humans bodies as vessels for the mind, and the mind? I have to think of it as... erm... I suppose it brings to mind a tapestry, where thoughts and opinions are the threads. Each and every thread is nothing on its own, but as they are woven together, they begin to take form, and some threads compliment and blend with others, while another thread may contrast it partner and thus, bring it out. Eventaully, it takes complete form, but new threads continue to be woven in constantly, and other threads are replaced.
So... Yeah, I guess. This is the part of thread-making that I always find difficult. Heck, This is the part of writing I always find difficult. How to end? Uh... LOOK! A PIE!