Some people like them, so I don't care. I like my butterfly, love, fantasy or dream, illusion, you say, whatever it is, but I like my butterflies. And, Plato, it's a great poem, and, well, the way I understand it, I, you know, when I read a poem, sometimes I pick some words and mix in, create my own meaning.
So, that's how I, when I give a comment, that's what I did. So, I think this poem of yours is, Plato, is about a forbidden love, forbidden love. To feel is not a crime, but why do I feel guilty, you know? Sometimes we feel love, we are human, so we have, not just for a lady or for a guy, but even for a kid, we have some kind of love, for a kid, for a mother, for an old person.
So, this one is forbidden love. At one point of our life, we love somebody, that we know that we can't get that person, but we keep that feeling. We know it's not right, but we have that feeling.
So, it becomes frequent in our soul, and we recall it. A blink of an eye, the past is gone. And, suddenly, that relationship will end up, okay? But, still, we remember those small joys we had.
Not a fraction of, it could be a fraction of, a blink of an eye, a smile, something like that. But, we adore those moments we had, knowing that it is not ours, it will not be ours. So, it's all about, in general, what I want to say, it's about a forbidden love.
And, that's it, we have to let, feel the world. That's why, that's for the day when we say, I did it, I live. We have to be able to say that, without limitation of anything.
So, before the space changes, I want to read you one of my butterflies. It's okay, so, thank you. Thank you very much, Dov.
Before you read your own prince, you should say something. Please, allow him to read his butterflies. I actually want him to read this as well.
Oh, okay. Allow him to be a good friend. The space is free, I'm not even supposed to be handling it.
Aunt Shewa has refused, she's still eating. Aunt Shewa, the space is your own now. Aunt Shewa is not eating, she's lying to you.
She's with a guy. She's eating love. Mm-hmm, I knew it.
