tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16768431.post113346962893353297..comments2015-02-22T22:16:31.134+02:00Comments on Ajatuksia päivästä: RosenrotMiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16437165766385309388noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16768431.post-1133531898439171052005-12-02T15:58:00.000+02:002005-12-02T15:58:00.000+02:00I bow before your wisdom. ::she says humbly and ba...I bow before your wisdom. ::she says humbly and backs away quietly; blind girls seeing stars indeed:: <BR/><BR/>::cough:: smart ass ;-) ::cough::<BR/><BR/>"Mind's eye sees only what you desire it to see." That's very true, and well said. But sometimes we also mistakenly believe that if the other person could see more clearly, they would not like what they see. And that's tragic - and terribly appealing. <BR/><BR/>Endless story? No, I haven't heard of it. Is that Neil Gaiman? See, Google truly is a girl's best friend.Miehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16437165766385309388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16768431.post-1133521673401803212005-12-02T13:07:00.000+02:002005-12-02T13:07:00.000+02:00Of course I'm right. I always am. Besides how coul...Of course I'm right. I always am. Besides how could she see a falling star? His desire to help her is genuine and the payback swift. <BR/><BR/>Love is blind, you shouldn't always try to make that other one to see more clearly. (See! What am I doing?) She might not really like what she sees. Mind's eye sees only what you desire it to see. <BR/><BR/>There is a Gaiman story about Desire and how it/she/he can be deceitful. (An Endless story. You might know?)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16768431.post-1133515233488990452005-12-02T11:20:00.000+02:002005-12-02T11:20:00.000+02:00Beauty is a many splendored thing... It's all in t...Beauty is a many splendored thing... It's all in the mind, all in the mind. ;-)<BR/><BR/>Leid - pain, sorrow, suffering; the important thing is that they understand each other. And understand sorrow in the first place; not all people do.<BR/><BR/>You could be right about him wanting her to have her sight back. In a way that makes the poem even more tragic. Good point!Miehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16437165766385309388noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16768431.post-1133511470910512892005-12-02T10:17:00.000+02:002005-12-02T10:17:00.000+02:00First of all, alas, I don't have your eyes for bea...First of all, alas, I don't have your eyes for beauty. That man is not (at all!) "gorgeous". But love is blind...<BR/><BR/>Secondly I have to correct that poem, cos it matters a lot. In my opinion it's he who sees the star and wishes her to see. And I would say that it is sorrow they shared. But that is a small difference. <BR/><BR/>- I know. I tend to be. Sorry.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com