We come into life looking for something beautiful
We are looking for the original beauty,
for that sparkle that gave us the power to see while not yet having eyes to see or senses to feel while not yet alive.
We live looking for beauty in everything we do
We break into pieces looking for it in them.
While letting go of certainty and pain
We are reckless and unforgiving
We hurt looking for it
We hide and pray for it
We long for it.
We hurt each other demanding it,
We believe that it belongs to us.
We believe it's our right to have it
that beauty, that original ecstasy
That power of being alive, knowing, feeling and having it all.
We need beauty to be alive and to survive.
We need the beauty in the words we speak,
the food we eat,
the clothes we make
in nature.
Beauty in music
Beauty in colors
Beauty in people holding hands
Beauty in kindness, openness, courage, respect, love...
The reality of senses, the requirements of the body and all the work
of consumption, the struggle to keep it alive, safe and sound blinds us
to the beauty we could be.
We cover ourselves, we protect ourselves
We choose blindness.
To see the beauty in chaos and destruction, the beauty in pain and decay, in
Life
hurts.
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