I overheard a conversation quite some time ago. I'm sure I was falling asleep so I wonder if it was a dream. I'm sure I was a kid but so was he. But it went like this...
anonim: But what if my island is surrounded by a desert sea? Antoine: "Then, dear boy, fate was kind to you. For you don't need a ship." Are you saying I should leave the beauty of my island and venture into the desert? "Yes, as soon as your feet are strong. But walk you shouldn't. It is to be a journey." I'm afraid, dear friend, the beauty of my island is too much to leave behind... "Fear not. What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well...You are the ship, you are the aviator. All you need is wind. As soon as you set sail, you will begin your return..."
...and off I went. I find myself still walking. Finding a place to place some words is comforting sometimes. I hope I can place them here. I hope they're safe and sound, for I have found the wind blows strong and I am out of breath. Regards.
Mă gîndesc la bucuria de a trăi şi mă întreb dacă voi putea pătrunde vreodată înlăuntrul meu, pînă la rădăcina acestei cărni, pentru a-l cunoaşte pe cel care-am fost. Rădăcina există. Dacă vreun act de-al meu mi-o va dezvălui, asta rămîne ascuns în viitor. Dar toate lucrurile pe care poate să le facă un om îmi stau în puteri. Oricare dintre actele mele ar putea să izbuteasca..
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I overheard a conversation quite some time ago. I'm sure I was falling asleep so I wonder if it was a dream. I'm sure I was a kid but so was he. But it went like this...
RăspundețiȘtergereanonim: But what if my island is surrounded by a desert sea?
Antoine: "Then, dear boy, fate was kind to you. For you don't need a ship."
Are you saying I should leave the beauty of my island and venture into the desert?
"Yes, as soon as your feet are strong. But walk you shouldn't. It is to be a journey."
I'm afraid, dear friend, the beauty of my island is too much to leave behind...
"Fear not. What makes the desert beautiful is that somewhere it hides a well...You are the ship, you are the aviator. All you need is wind. As soon as you set sail, you will begin your return..."
...and off I went.
I find myself still walking. Finding a place to place some words is comforting sometimes. I hope I can place them here. I hope they're safe and sound, for I have found the wind blows strong and I am out of breath.
Regards.