Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Real Dishes

Real dishes break.  That's how you know they're real.

13 comments:

  1. Yeah ! Everything comes with an expiry date.

    Love,
    Shainee
    apieceofshe.blogspot.com

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  2. But by then it's too late. All you're left with is broken pieces which can't always be mended.

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  3. Maybe their inherent fragility add real value. Like our hearts. Maybe the fact that they can broken lets us know our feelings are real and something to treasure. When I read this I was suddenly reminded what Queen Elizabeth said after Princess Diana's death, "Grief is the price we pay for love." Real hearts break. That's how you know they're real.

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  4. Exactly.. everything that is real can break:)

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  5. Things can change with the drop of a hat.
    Cheers, ic

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  6. I always have thought it's lucky to break glass or crockery.

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  7. Rather late to realise they were real, but that's life! A good one, NP!

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  8. I wonder what the shatter pattern looks like on a broken dream?

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  9. I can't think of anything intelligent to say about this aphorism, Marty, except that I like it very much. The line between reality and fantasy can be almost imperceptible at times, but it seems to involve a fundamental grasp of quality.

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  10. Ah, an aphorism about realism, excellent, Marty!

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  11. I've been thinking a good deal about genuineness and reality lately, Marty, so this one appeals to me. To some extent, our broken paces validate our existence. I teased my students when spotted in their class at the wrong time that I was only a hologram so I wouldn't distract them too much - and they have taken to touching my arm to see if I am real or just a holographic image! It has become our little private joke, but holds a deeper meaning as well, somehow. Ironically, it is only when we let our cracks show that we can truly be intimately known... and I want to be real enough to allow others to see and appreciate and know even my broken places.

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