Those Interconnected Oblong Metal Loops

And from within her mind sprouted an image.  Though hard to distinguish the finer details of its form, the overall shape and colors of the components were unmistakable.  Before it could escape or change form, she attempted to firmly grasp its essence.  But, how… or rather, what exactly was the best way to describe it.  To understand this image, she would need to be able to describe it.  Through language, it was possible to deconstruct the swirling chaos into something more easily digestible.  And yet, therein lies a new problem.  

Visualization is not always intuitive.  There are countless ways to describe a thing and yet… Some ways are clearly better than others, even if not initially obvious.  Not to mention, every mind has a different way of illustrating the same set of words.  What made sense to her might not work for another.  Within these murky waters of doubt, she finds it easy to find herself paddling in circles.  Even at the edge of a cliff with a raging waterfall looming along the horizon, imperfections plague any progress gained.  Lost, time slips away while she awaits a perfection that will never fully manifest.