I think the reason people think the grass looks greener on "the other side" is because they are driven by some desire to get something they don't have. Instead, why not be happy with what you have and strive to do better? That way a person can look at the grass they have with gratitude, and the greener grass as a goal. This person is probably having a lot more fun. Give them a few years, and they will probably be happily munching on edible food that isn't even grass.
Also, poets suck at describing love. I'm not saying I can do it, but still, it is not a burning flame inside me or anything lame like that. I mean what the hell poets. Please do a better job.
26 October, 2006
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Hi there,
I'm from Portugal and have been folowing your blog for a few days, seems good so far.
(I would say for you to read mine as well, but since it's in Portuguese it's rather worthless).
Anyway, about this post...
There is a Poem by a Portuguese Poet, Fernando Pessoa, (from who that "burning flame" expression comes btw, it's one of his poems) that speaks about this subject in one of his poems.
" O quinto Império"
Triste de quem vive em casa,
Contente com o seu lar,
Sem que um sonho, no erguer de asa,
Faça até mais rubra a brasa
Da lareira a abandonar!
Triste de quem é feliz!
Vive porque a vida dura.
Nada na alma lhe diz
Mais que a lição da raíz --
Ter por vida sepultura.
(...)
(I shall translate it now)
"The 5th Empire" (the name refers to something else, wikipedia/google it :P)
Sad of he who lives at house,
Happy with his home
(can't translate the rest of the verses in this one)
Sad of he who is happy!
He lives because life lasts.
But nothing in his soul says to him
More than his born lesson (more than he needs to know)
He has life as a grave.
That is a cool poem. Thank you!
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