Dragostea te face real. altfel, ramai doar o fantezie, un vis fara nici o substanta in el. Dragostea iti confera substanta. Dragostea iti da integritate. Dar este doar jumatate din calatorie.
Nu evita dragostea. Treci prin ea, cu toate durerile ei. Da, doare, dar daca esti indragostit nu conteaza. De fapt, toate acele dureri te intaresc.
Uneori doare intr-adevar rau, teribil, dar toate acele rani sunt necesare pentru a te provoca, pentru a te intarata, pentru a te face mai putin somnoros. Exista o foarte frumoasa definitie a realului prin dragoste in frumoasa poveste a lui Margery William, Iepurele de catifea.
"Ce este real?" a intrebat Iepurele intr-o zi.
"Inseamna a avea acea bazaitura inauntrul tau si un maner iesit in afara?"
"Inseamna a avea acea bazaitura inauntrul tau si un maner iesit in afara?"
"Real nu inseamna cum esti facut" a spus Calul de Piele. "Este un lucru care ti se petrece tie. Cand un copil te iubeste pentru un timp indelungat, nu doar se joaca cu tine, ci intr-adevar te iubeste, atunci devii real."
"Doare?" a intrebat Iepurele.
"Uneori", a spus Calul de Piele, caci el era intotdeauna iubitor de adevar. "Cand esti real, nu iti pasa daca esti ranit."
"Se petrece dintr-odata ca atunci cand esti lovit" a intrebat el, "sau putin cate putin"?
"Nu se intampla tot odata" a spus Calul de piele.
"Tu devii. Ia mult timp. De aceea nu se petrece des cu cei care se rup usor, sau au muchii ascutite, sau care trebuie pastrati cu grija. In general, pe cand esti real, cea mai mare parte a parului s-a dus odata cu mangaierile, si ochii tai au cazut, si devii foarte dezlanat si incheieturile se slabesc. Dar aceste lucruri nu conteaza deloc, fiindca odata ce esti real, nu poti fi urat, decat pentru oamenii care nu inteleg...Odata ce esti real, nu poti deveni din nou ireal. Dureaza pentru totdeauna."
"Tu devii. Ia mult timp. De aceea nu se petrece des cu cei care se rup usor, sau au muchii ascutite, sau care trebuie pastrati cu grija. In general, pe cand esti real, cea mai mare parte a parului s-a dus odata cu mangaierile, si ochii tai au cazut, si devii foarte dezlanat si incheieturile se slabesc. Dar aceste lucruri nu conteaza deloc, fiindca odata ce esti real, nu poti fi urat, decat pentru oamenii care nu inteleg...Odata ce esti real, nu poti deveni din nou ireal. Dureaza pentru totdeauna."
I'm real real gone
I got hit by a bow and arrow
You got me down to the very marrow
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone
On the radio
Music coming and I hear
Sam Cooke's voice
Well I know I don't have any choice
That's the way it is
And I'm real, real real gone, man
I can't stand up by myself
Don't you know, baby, I need your help
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone, alright
Well, I'm dancing
Dancing till my, till my body's soaking wet
Till I'm completely wet with sweat
Once I've started I'm just real real gone, man
I got hit by a bow and arrow
Got me down to the very marrow
You're a friend of mine, and I'm
Real gone, man
Well the music's playing
On the radio
And the night is filled with space
When my fingertips touch your face
You're a friend of mine
And I'm, I'm real real gone
Help me stand up
Help me stand up
All by myself
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real, I'm real real gone
Real gone
I got hit by a bow and arrow
I got hit by a bow and arrow
You got me down to the very marrow
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone
On the radio
Music coming and I hear
Sam Cooke's voice
Well I know I don't have any choice
That's the way it is
And I'm real, real real gone, man
I can't stand up by myself
Don't you know, baby, I need your help
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real real gone, alright
Well, I'm dancing
Dancing till my, till my body's soaking wet
Till I'm completely wet with sweat
Once I've started I'm just real real gone, man
I got hit by a bow and arrow
Got me down to the very marrow
You're a friend of mine, and I'm
Real gone, man
Well the music's playing
On the radio
And the night is filled with space
When my fingertips touch your face
You're a friend of mine
And I'm, I'm real real gone
Help me stand up
Help me stand up
All by myself
You're a friend of mine
And I'm real, I'm real real gone
Real gone
I got hit by a bow and arrow
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