The wonder of beauty lies in its elusive qualities; the way it plays with time tricking one, then many, into believing it exist in infinity. The fact and craziness of beauty lies within its fundamental goal to teach, enchant, and lure us into a state of repose twitching with anticipation. Beauty creates cults, and defines itself by our possessive need to hold it. Beauty is not religion but Beauty is what we believe; what moves us, and frightens us into stories of the formulas to retain it.
But it like TAO and ALEPH cannot be contained. Like OBATALA it is a stream of consciousness changing form and tricking us into believing that old age loses Beauty. But beauty follows us as we change forms from youth to old age. Beauty is the magic, the spark, the breath of Life. Beauty comes from and returns to the Heart of Hearts beautifully like a song sung, or a poem composed. - Dawn Wolf, Keeper of Stories
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