Sometimes, an analogy is just a silly narrative. Like, say, a wedding ceremony in which the analogy is comparing love to clothing.
Which has a number of pretty critical flaws, like saying that love is the overcoat you put on. Because as we all know, as soon as it gets too hot, what’s first to come off?
(Not to mention that clothes are something that can be removed, that wear out, and that saying that people clothe themselves in compassion is implying that we’re all at our cores HORRIBLE beings is a horrible analogy to use for that sort of event, true as it may actually be)
Anyway, getting back on track, this is what happens when you realize a few weeks later “holy cow that analogy I spun actually fits even better than I thought it did when I came up with it.”