To love is to suffer. To avoid suffering, one must not love. But then, one suffers from not loving. Therefore, to love is to suffer; not to love is to suffer; to suffer is to suffer. To be happy is to love. To be happy, then, is to suffer, but suffering makes one unhappy. Therefore, to be happy, one must love or love to suffer or suffer from too much happiness.
Yes indeed. Can we put away suffering from Love? Never. If you love, you must suffer. And if you suffer, you must love. The best situation ever? Is when you love to love and love to suffer. Then you will never mind loving because you donâ€™t mind suffering.
Thatâ€™s too much â€œloveâ€ and â€œsufferâ€. Ask me: â€œCan we move on?â€ My answer would be: â€œOK, let us move on.â€
Iâ€™m sure most of you are directly linking love to one of your old sad stories. Why! Why should you only think of it this way? Love can be related to many other things.
You might love to spend Christmases in Paris. New Years in Manhattan. And Ramadans in Mecca.
I love cinematography and I might suffer one day of not making it into its world.
Javier Bardem in the film Mar Adentro (The Sea Inside, by Alejandro Amenabar) loved the idea of flying over the hills and toward the beach but suffered from never being able to do it. Not just because it is inhuman to fly but because he was paralyzed from the neck down.
I always talk about dreams. Remember? Some dreams walk beside us all our lives, others stop and let us pass them and the rests become reality. Suffer comes when dreams walk beside us. Suffer doesnâ€™t come when a dream fails. You will always accept the truth. Whether you like it or not. It should be either black or white. But not grey.
I hate grey. Except for grey winter days when Iâ€™m sitting at home and watching a Claude Lelouch film. That would be very white for me.
John Nash lived all his life with some people only he could see. Yes. He was schizophrenic. Some others live with their dreams. I would call them schizophrenic as well.
Donâ€™t let your dreams hunt you. If they want to keep on walking beside you and never open wide their arms for you, give them a good but kick. There is room for so many other dreams out there.
Yves LaRockâ€™s song Rise Up says:
â€œMy dream is to fly
Over the rainbow so high
And thatâ€™s a dream. Why not!
Life is full of beauty. Notice it. Notice the bumble bee, the small child, and the smiling faces. Smell the rain, and feel the wind. Watch your mothers, and see them smile. Live your life to the fullest potential, and fight for your dreams.
The Greek philosopher Epicurus (BC 341 â€“ 270) once said:
â€œDo not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.
And keep on hoping.
It will do you well.
WORLD - AN EDGE IN MY VOICE
Copyright © 2010 Dany Bachir
It Will Do You Well
Copyright © 2010 Dany Bachir
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