You know, I've run across the idea of the mind being like an onion, like honey, like a lot of things, but I think...
Some people's minds are like a pomegranate. An individual thing isn't worth much, and it takes a bit to get used to, but in the end you want to consume the whole thing... only problem is, the only way to get at everything is to literally tear it to shreds. And there's no putting it back together afterwards, either.
Aside from that, that somewhat sickly looking eye is mine.
(And my chest hurts. Why?)
Some people's minds are like a pomegranate. An individual thing isn't worth much, and it takes a bit to get used to, but in the end you want to consume the whole thing... only problem is, the only way to get at everything is to literally tear it to shreds. And there's no putting it back together afterwards, either.
Aside from that, that somewhat sickly looking eye is mine.
(And my chest hurts. Why?)