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Tuesday, September 11, 2007
the caravan had brought. Leafing through the pages,
he found a story about Narcissus.
The alchemist knew the legend of Narcissus, a youth
who daily knelt beside a lake to contemplate his own beauty.
He was so fascinated by himself that, one morning, he fell
into the lake and drowned. At the spot where he fell, a flower
was born, which was called the narcissus.
But this was not how the author of the book ended the
story.
He said that when Narcissus died, the Goddesses of the
Forest appeared and found the lake, which had been fresh
water, transformed into a lake of salty tears.
"Why do you weep?" the Goddesses asked.
"I weep for Narcissus," the lake replied.
"Ah, it is no surprise that you weep for Narcissus," they
said, "for though we always pursued him in the forest, you
alone could contemplate his beauty close at hand."
"But..... was Narcissus beautiful?" the lake asked.
"Who better than you to know that?" the Goddesses said
in wonder, "After all, it was by your banks that he knelt each
day to contemplate himself!!"
The lake was silent for some time.
Finally it said:
"I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus
was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my
banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty
reflected."
"What a lovely story," the alchemist thought.
© Paulo Coelho
oh gosh. my life science marks totally sucked today okay. and it was like so so so depressing cos like recently my marks have really deproved and all. ): oh well. perhaps i'll not update so often cos eoys are like really coming. oh well, see how i guess. (:
well the chinese book is utterly gross and i've only read half of it. which sucks, considering the test's tomorrow. ): oh well at least if i score really bad again it won't be that much of a surprise! ):
well recently school has been pretty boring cos like, i don't even talk at all during lessons. huiping doesn't even talk at all! hahaha. if you are reading this, huiping, talk pleasee! (: and naomi talks super darn alot in a super loud voice which is totally the opposite but i can't possibly keep looking back right. hahaha. she is how barbaric! (:
I love it when you call
I love it when you call
I love it when you call
But you never call at all
So what’s the complication
it’s only conversation
I love it when you call
But you never call at all
posted by delia # 1:09 AM 
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