- cross-posted to:
- weirdway
- cross-posted to:
- weirdway
The proverb in the title is a berry. In my digestion of it I have learned two deep simplicities.
- A proverb is not something to explain to the contemplative mind. Digestion is individual.
- To recognize this proverb as a proverb is to glimpse the subsurface of proverbial depth.
Meanings go deep.
The depths can be searched.
Perhaps there is a bottom.
It would be something foundational.
Here I have brought you a single berry on a big white plate and I have cut it into pieces.
Flowers are beautiful.
And then the guy would say something like “but if you want to make berry jam, you gather together the berries and process them, cleaning them and splitting them apart, cooking them with sweet sugars and working intimately with the creation. Only then it can be spread on fresh baked bread or eaten with a spoon.”
And the other guy would say “flowers are used in cooking all the time, and in teas and seasonings and various therapeutic aromatics”.
Originally commented by u/[deleted] on 2021-07-13 17:17:53 (h50h87u)