When I stop and think about the word beauty, everything else along with the idea of beauty comes into mind. Beauty is like the scene where god kisses everything of his creation, including the most disastrous that is human. Like the perfect even flow of the ocean, beauty is defined by either side of itself. Daffodils, love, and cupids would be meaningless if the other side, poison ivy, hate and witches, ceased to exist. Everything is a part of beauty that in itself contradicts for it's own existence.
When many others think of beauty, they only see the very small part that the entire picture is never complete. Sort of like the commonhouse phrase 'seeing only the tree and not the enti
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