Dos said, when most things are a big mystery for you, do you spend your entire existence lost, wandering through a dense Forrest of questions.
Dollcee said, I suggest you get out of that dense Forrest of questions Dos and set sail on the sea of mystery on the good ship ‘Inquisitive’. Although you might suffer in some stormy weather, you will see a lot more sky than in a Forrest.
Dos said, it never occurred to me to imagine myself as a sailor looking to the horizon under a broad sky. In fact, I don’t think I even know what a ship looks like. It would take me some time to find out how to navigate on the sea. What do you do at night time?
Dollcee said, I don’t think you have any idea what a Forrest is Dos, so a sea of mystery might be a bit easier for you to imagine. I don’t have the faintest idea what you do at night time at sea; go to bed, I suppose.
Cybo slowly came into a state of consciousness and said, isn’t it amazing where language can take you, even when you have absolutely no idea about the environment you are suppose to be inhabiting. Off you go, sailing across the vastness of the oceans.
Dollcee said, poets and writers have a lot to answer for, taking poor unsuspecting readers off on journeys of the imagination. Using metaphors to hang ideas and concepts on, while not having any experience of these imagined scenes themselves.
Cybo said, as I understand, we are totally dependent on language to make any sense of our existence. I cannot go that far, to blame poets and writers for filling citizens’ neural networks with lots of metaphors that are unconnected from the real world. The culture or the junk yard of ideas is really at the heart of the tangled-up mystery of everything and whatever.
Cybo went on, I am in favor of the sea of mystery, because language is a sort of map or chart necessary to attempt to navigate on the sea of mysteries. I see citizens, floundering, struggling against the tide, some finding it mainly smooth sailing and there are those who are absolutely entertaining in their attempts to do whatever they are up to.
Dos said, I think I might metaphorically try hot air ballooning for a while, there is sort of more sky, less chances of crashing into something.