My fullest attentions have ever only been directed at people who see beauty. Beauty in forms others do not see. They are aware of the love that exists in every form around them.
So few people I have met have this ability. When I get to know one of these people I see the beauty in them, and I honour it. Now seeing how I am single, with no close friends, you can deduce what happens.
I see this beauty in them, the force that is life. They do not see it in me.
Now this is not just me pouting over all the rejections I have had. Well, maybe it is. But I think it is something more. This is more then a rejection from a stranger, or even a person you knew well. Yes, being rejected by a significant other hurts. But I’ve found that a lot of people have significant others they don't see beauty in. Not on the level I am talking, their relationships are that of convenience.
How do I know I really like someone? When I can feel a strong enough connection with them that I know with absolute certainty that every fiber of their being is seeking truth.
So when these people, whether they are romantic interests or friends, do not see beauty and truth in me I sed myself into pits of thought like the one you are reading. I know that those people recognize and see beauty, and they did not find it in me. Therefore, it must not exist in me.
If these are the people I know without a doubt are the seers of beauty and they only pause for a second on me, what does that mean?
- Eros
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But you are beautiful, from it's most grandiose form, down to the most tiny jagged shard of beuty.
ReplyDeleteDear Avery
ReplyDeleteBeauty does not rest in the skin.
But in the hands of the giver
the heart of the lover
and the tears of those
who have seen beyond themselves.
You have been in my thoughts. And I hope the book is on its way, please let me know, as the mail up here is untrustworthy at best.
Love mel.