And thus, vague references is the adult way to go about explaining a concept that could very well bring hope back into that person's life.
We need the story-tellers in this world. I've written essays on the importance of lessons well learned and experiences well shared. The truth is golden. But a well dressed story "based" in truth is very close to gold. Let's say its silver. And we need these silver stories to protect and inspire the ignorant masses on Earth.
I just wish I wasn't so worn out sometimes. My brain is tired. It's been abused way too often just for being beautiful. I've suffered for knowing too much at times and for not knowing enough! Telling a lie is hard for me, the truth has always been easier to say. Lying is exhausting. Lying has a negative connotation to it and I've always been reprimanded against lying. I used to have to pass tests as a child to prove to others I was not a liar. So when it comes time to tell someone an uplifting story it always pains me to hide the complete truth.
But at the same time I know it must be done to protect the rarest recipes on Earth from greedy human hands.
Food wars reminded me of this. I wish I could tell everyone where to find hope, love and knowledge but at the same time some people don't deserve to know. Not all dishes are enjoyed the same way because not all taste buds appreciate the same food.
That's why when my friend Sarah thinks she has found the perfect dish it doesn't quite appeal to me in the same way. Or when Irish at the Safe Harbor dorms starts flirting with Eminem that experience doesn't register as fun. My best experiences are intellectual dishes worthy of nothing short of academic merits. I love to learn and knowledge is the warmest, most satisfying nutritious dish of all. It can be found in any culture, color or style. It's always delicious to learn that the world is a never-ending chef of mysterious surprises. I appreciate these cooks. I've learned that judging people really is counter-productive and that assumptions should be given out with caution. It's also a good idea to take your time tasting a meal. Like the parents of our youth have told us, take your time eating because your stomach digests easier this way.
I need time to digest every good, neutral and negative experience I've had in life. It's done quite a number on my brain and even though it is still big and beautiful it's also a bit bruised and sore from working so much. I need to start healing it so I can keep growing and protecting what I love. I want to become a better liar. It used to be so easy to tell a white lie but somehow people were not satisfied with not knowing what I thought and they hurt me. They hurt the part of me I never was comfortable doing anyways. In order to heal my brain I am going to try reading again.
I want to run to the best chefs I know and ask them to help me heal but they are busy fighting their own food wars. The master chefs I love are so incredibly intelligent most of them go undetected by food critics! They are only known by the locals and guarded for being so delicious. The locals don't want everyone to flood the restaurant and take up all the best seats in the diner and that is understandable. I want to promote what I love but sometimes all I can do is look up at the sky and nod a smile in gratitude for being lucky enough to have experienced one of the best dishes in the world. Those master chefs are inspiring. I almost want to dine forever in their halls but even they know that a foodie like me needs to keep on exploring till I can't anymore. Because once in a while a mention to a passing, depressed and starving stranger is acceptable. It keeps the diner in business and that stranger from dying of hunger, and the beauty of that diner's menu is utilized in the right way.
Maybe my job is to keep that knowledge well guarded till it is used to save hungry, starving customers of knowledge and love.
I am not certain. I can only make an assumption to why I couldn't find my way back to that diner by asking the locals. I guess they felt I've had enough of the menu to keep me full for awhile.
All these food and chef parables....You all must be wandering what in the world am I really talking about....Well, this is my brain right now watching anime lol.
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