Describing The Indescribable

      My brains' toil is something I cannot describe, searching through psychological files, twisting and turning to find something to use, say or write. Like an overworked machine my brain overheats and shuts down all logical thought, but I force it to push on. I search frantically for worthy ideas but they are all hollow like an empty cave. Now my brain can't take it anymore, I stop searching and it shuts down once more as I drift off almost thoughtless. Suddenly, a spark of thought strikes like a little match and then the match drops into the deep abyss which is my mind and bursts into flames I finally have an idea. My brain which was black and white flooded with colorful ideas spreading like a wildfire I had finally found what I was looking for,  an idea to describe what I cannot, to describe the indescribable. However, what I have just described has described the indescribable.