Now there's a tale about a place that too many long to be. Its the place we've all imagined ourselves in, hoped to reach, envy those we thought were there, and desperately strive to grab onto the things we think will get us closer there. We've convinced ourselves into believing that all of life, all our efforts and endeavours, all our successes and achievements must all grow towards the ideals and ideas of that particular place, and even if we couldn't get there, we would make whichever sacrifices were needed in order to get as close to it as we could and simply call the race the pursuit of happiness.
Yes we've all heard of the magnificence and the lush of the green grass in that place we call The Other Side, beyond our reaches, across the mysterious fence. Indeed, heard of it, but has anyone ever really been there? I can't understand what on earth the big fuss is about climbing a fence just to get to a place so that you could enjoy the 'splendours' of smelling the lawn and lying on turf! And then there are those who know they can't reach it, so they copy the Jones' and attempt to grow some green grass of their own, only because that's the idealised image of a rumoured success.
Yes, as the song goes...Someone once told me the grass was much greener on The Other Side, but I paid a visit, and it's possible I missed it, it's not different, it's exactly...the same.
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Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
Weeds
In the lush of the Amazon, or the barren Sahara, from the frosty Everest, even to the scorching Equator, no set of conditions in nature has stopped the spread and devastation of weeds. They sprout out from the soil of the earth, grasping and clinging tightly to the ground, firmly holding their position and ensuring once they're there, they'll stay.
And like the common garden weeds, we sometimes find in Life and living, that the most dangerous ones, are those you can't detect at all. The grow in and onto your life, like parasites, stealing the goodness from the blossoming flora that you've nurtured in your life, tirelessly, endlessly, relentlessly and positively. Some of them impersonating the roles of good plants, and others just tangling their roots around yours, claiming to offer you a better Life with them, than that without.
But as any gardener will tell you, and any florist knows, it takes a good amount of pruning and weeding to grow. That only through experience you learn to tell the weeds from the willows, and you'll learn which flowers are there to benefit your Life, and which ones must go.
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And like the common garden weeds, we sometimes find in Life and living, that the most dangerous ones, are those you can't detect at all. The grow in and onto your life, like parasites, stealing the goodness from the blossoming flora that you've nurtured in your life, tirelessly, endlessly, relentlessly and positively. Some of them impersonating the roles of good plants, and others just tangling their roots around yours, claiming to offer you a better Life with them, than that without.
But as any gardener will tell you, and any florist knows, it takes a good amount of pruning and weeding to grow. That only through experience you learn to tell the weeds from the willows, and you'll learn which flowers are there to benefit your Life, and which ones must go.
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