Stream of consciousness 2

People usually write things about life in general. Life is like a butterfly, life is like the sun, and other analogies. I have come to the realization that there are different types of life that just can't be explained by one thing. I do know of things that are possible, though. I know that each life can be tempered and tainted like a clear cup of water having just a single drop of dye added. I know two lives can be like chemicals when they meet and fire's added: something new is created. I know not, however, what these changes are. They happen different for each individual. The sun may rise like a baby being born but I know not whether the sun will appear later as a sunset or if it will dance around the sky. A butterfly might escape from its' cocoon but I know not what patterns are on its' wings and where it will fly. Chemicals might react but I know not whether they will just tolerate one another as separate beings which are simply put together or if they will combine as one, new chemical. The two could be like magnets. They could repel. Or. If one is flipped over, they could attract and wish to not be separated. Maybe we're all like magnets and to be together all we have to do is flip over. It is simply a possibility, is it not?

There is another part of life that is often written about: love. Love, to me, is not like magnets because two people can click without actually being in love. Love to me is more like a computer mouse that's hooked up to your computer; as it's moved, the cursor moves with it as one. The hand moving the mouse is simply the will of the couple. Now, sometimes the computer can go a bit haywire and the cursor decides to go the other way that the mouse is going. Or. Sometimes the mouse is simply unplugged, leaving the cursor with nowhere to go. Many things can happen in this love and I certainly don't know all of it. All I know is it's there and there are possibilities. Love could even be like a leaf for all I know. Each could be the water that lets them survive.

I just have to wonder; that's all I can do. No true answer is given. Nothing blunt or literally and nothing metaphoric or symbolic that can truly tell anyone the whole answer.