metaphor

  • The Jungle is a massive network of veins: vines of poison, vines of psychotropic curiosity, a tangled web of danger and discovery.

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  • Some mornings I go out as the sun is lighting up the pavement on the runway, sip my hot tea, and let the metaphor of take-off fuel my imagination. The faint outline of potential stretches over the next several hours opening doors to figurative realms. Many will remain uninhabited but a few will beckon with

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