Taking A Good Look At Beauty

Just want to share something I recently discussed on my Facebook Page...

I feel like people today are confused in the area of beauty and substance. In our modern days, it seems like people either have a disdain for physical beauty so that they may "go on the path of enlightenment" or they have such an adoration for physical beauty that they believe any enlightenment of the soul would contradict that. Its funny, and it is a modern-day dilemma. Perhaps the minds of people cannot marry the two together? But beauty is the ultimate form of the wholeness and highness of every philosophy. Plato himself said, the only good in pondering is to be able to see beauty when it is there. Yes, this pertains to inner beauty also, but there is nothing wrong with outer beauty, and in fact outer beauty is highly prized by the gods, the angels, and man; if one is to study the ancient ways, one will see that the creation of every single beautiful statue that we so admire today, is because of the adoration of physical beauty! If not for that, David wouldn't be so beautiful as depicted by Michelangelo. Oh, all of the statues would be ugly! All of the paintings would be unsightly! As a matter of fact though, the great driving force of Michelangelo and those like him, was the beauty of the human body. Enter modern day times and people have become so incapable of encompassing anything more than one train of thought! If you are a truly enlightened individual, there is no need to make dull your outer shell in order to allow your inner light to shine! Beauty is a beautiful thing, there is nothing wrong with seeing it in the eyes and appreciating it with the mind and the heart. Let us expand our expectations. Beauty is given more to some and less to others, just as the light of the soul is brighter in some and dim in others, there is no fault in seeing these differences.

“...for the object of education is to teach us to love beauty.” (Plato)

I received a comment from David Shand in Scotland, he said: "Inner beauty shines brightly on the outside and overrides what is on the outside. When someone is beautiful both on the inside and the outside it is such a bonus. Some of the most beautiful of little birds look so plain on the outside but stun you into silence when you hear the beauty of their song. It is amzing those talented individuals of the human race who extend beautiful creations inside of them in to the world for others to admire and adore through the ages."

To which I replied: "I like your example of the birds! Makes me think of the Nightingale! A plain bird with a beautiful song! But then there are also the beautiful birds that also have equally beautiful songs. Perhaps it is the "stunning" part that gets to people so much (when they don't expect something to sing so beautifully, they become so delighted when it does, as opposed to seeing the beautiful bird and then expecting to hear a beautiful song.) This all reminds me of a piece which I once wrote, entitled "The Error of Mortal Men" ; wherein I discuss that mortals delight in their own discovery of something whether it be a shadow in a perfect diamond, or a faint beautiful reflection in an extremely dull mirror! This is why, people delight in finding a flaw in the beautiful one, and delight in finding something beautiful in the ugly one. People always complain why they don't get what they want, but the truth is, people do not want what they think they want!"

"What if the man could see Beauty Itself, pure, unalloyed, stripped of mortality and all its pollution, stains, and vanities, unchanging, divine, ... the man becoming in that communion, the friend of God, himself immortal; ... would that be a life to disregard?" (Plato)

I wanted to share this discussion here, while taking it even further. I wanted to point out, that beauty amongst people is not a very prevalent thing. And I am talking about true physical beauty, not just whatever or whoever is walking down that catwalk. There is true physical beauty in the world, its just not a prevalent thing. It's rare like diamonds, and it is desired like diamonds. Truth is, everyone would choose to be beautiful if they had the chance to choose that, nobody would say "No thanks, I'll pass." But in the world today there seems to be such a huge amount of justification of ugliness, that it feels unreal already. The idea that every unsightly person has a beautiful soul, is erroneous! It's a misleading concept, and just because you grab onto every unsightly person you see who has a beautiful personality, that does not represent everyone. There are beautiful people on the outside who possess amazing character and beautiful souls, then there are those who are beautiful on the outside and ugly on the inside, just like there are those who are ugly on the outside and beautiful on the inside; but then there are those who are not physically beautiful, and they're really not great people, either! There are lots of spiteful, unforgiving, bitter, hateful ugly people! Are you kidding me?

“And the true order of going, or being led by another, to the things of love, is to begin from the beauties of earth and mount upwards for the sake of that other beauty, using these steps only, and from one going on to two, and from two to all fair forms to fair practices, and from fair practices to fair notions, until from fair notions he arrives at the notion of absolute beauty, and at last knows what the essence of beauty is.” (Plato; The Symposium)

I wonder if this mindset in question is a product of Hollywood. Just as the romantic poor man is a product of Hollywood; the romantic idea that every poor man is a wonderful man and every rich man is a douchebag! I can attest to the fact that there are rich douchebags, but then you will find no such pride in the world as the pride of the poor man! It's not the rich man who's proud, it's the poor man who's proud and stubborn! Because it's the only thing he's got! His pride! Apparently there is that attempt to romanticize the unromantic and to beautify or rectify the undesirable! Why is this the case? Shouldn't we see things for what they are? Certainly there are rich douchebags, but then there are poor douchebags, as well!

People read the things that I write, and imagine in their minds that I am a lowly, unattractive person. I know this because they actually message me and tell me that they're shocked that I didn't meet their "expectations." This obviously means that people have an ingrained belief that wisdom, substance, enlightenment, love, peace, freedom, etc., cannot be embodied by anyone who is not plain and lowly. Why is this? This is not what the ancients thought like! Has humanity really come so far from her ancient fathers? Really that far? When people look at my face, they cannot reconcile my writings to my outer appearance? Why does humanity have such a low opinion of beauty? This is an insult to Venus, to Aphrodite! To Athena and Selene!

“What shall we say about those spectators, then, who can see a plurality of beautiful things, but not beauty itself, and who are incapable of following if someone else tries to lead them to it, and who can see many moral actions, but not morality itself, and so on? That they only ever entertain beliefs, and do not know any of the things they believe?” (Plato; The Republic)

I will leave you with some videos of beautiful birds with beautiful songs! Hope you enjoy!

The Color of God

When asked what "race" I think God is, I answer, God is multi-racial! All of the races on earth, I believe, are the different emanations of the race of God! All the full races on earth are a single emanation of one small part of the "blood" of God. Every race on earth shares a small part in the whole racial structure of God, that is what I believe. To be multi-racial is to be just a little more like God. It is odd how people can believe that everything is an emanation of God, but then believe that God most assuredly looks like what they look like (if they are white, they think God is white, so on and so forth.) But if everything is an emanation of God, then every race is an emanation of God, a small part of God. Therefore, the total structure of the race of God is not a single thing, but the whole of many things. Funny how a white person will see himself as "full white" or a black person will see herself as "full black," so on and so forth, and think that his/her essence represents fullness– again with the arrogance. The fullness of man is a small speck of God. God is multiracial.

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The paradox of atheism

If you ask the religious person "What do you believe in?" he will tell you about one thing. But if you ask him "What do you not believe in?" he will tell you about many, many things! And if you ask an atheist "What do you believe in?" he will say "Nothing." The only difference between an atheist and a religious person, is one thing. If one thing isn't there, there would be no difference at all! When I say I am losing my religion, I am not saying that I'm losing my belief; but I am saying that I'm losing my disbeliefs.

I have written pieces about atheism time after time (it would be beneficial for you to click on these three links first before proceeding with this reading.) Today I want to talk about the paradox of atheism. I do believe that atheism has come about as a result of religion; this in itself is a paradox, because this means that atheism is the product of religion. Is atheism the ultimate, secret goal of religion? That is a far-out question, and the answer is probably not, but then there is always the small probability that's left to the imagination.

Atheists do not believe in God, because they cannot accept the God that religion presents to all of mankind. They see the inconsistencies, the lies, the violence, and the faults. They disagree with the God of religions, and so they determine by this that there is no God. This is a paradox! Their disbelief has come about as an exact parallel opposite of the religious belief!

I am non-religious, which means I do not believe in religion, but does not mean that I don't believe in God. Why must I cease to believe in God, just because I do not believe in what people have instated about God? If I become an atheist because I cannot believe in what people have instated about God, then that would mean I believe what religion says about God! Which would mean that I believe in religion! Are you following me here? The atheist believes in religion so much, that he/she is actually willing to not believe in any God, at all, because the face of God in religion is just so misconstrued, deformed, manipulated, and twisted! I on the other hand, being non-religious, do believe in God because I don't believe what religious people and religion have to say about God! 

Through studying history, we can see that the human race has always believed in God. We see God in every single culture, ethnical background and practice on the face of this earth! Man is born with a spark of God inside of Him, therefore he seeks to replenish this source: man seeks to find God. That is just the way it has always been. We have evidence of all sorts of spiritual practices from all over this globe! One may argue that there is violence in all forms of spirituality, and I agree with the belief that if there is violence then this is not beneficial to the soul at any level! But then one can also counter argue the fact that violence may creep its way into anything, wherever there is a corrupt soul born into the earth, with which I also agree in the belief that it is the form of soul which created the outer action, not the outer action that molds the soul! On the other hand, there are those forms of spirituality that are truly peaceful and contain no forms of violence, such as Taoism, Buddhism, etc. Notwithstanding, the point of this paragraph is, mankind is born with a connection to God, and seeks to hold the root of that in its hand. And why am I pointing this out? I am pointing this out because I want you to take notice of the fact that atheism is a new movement which has truly come about as a result of organized religion. 

When did Christianity come about? Well, not so long after Christ's death, the Romans came along and took Christ and decided to create a religion around Him– VoilĂ  we have Catholicism and then Protestantism as a result of a rebellion against Catholicism. And there you have it, the major religions of the more modern-day-era have emerged! Islam is a major religion, as well as Judaism, but those are not modern-day religions, those are ancient religions! So if Christianity came about only after Christ's death, then that means Jesus wasn't a Christian? Yes of course that's what it means. Then what was Jesus? Well, we know that Jesus was most definitely not a Pharisee or a Sadducee , because we can see in the Bible that Jesus was the enemy of the Pharisees and the Sadducees. So what was Jesus? The answers to some questions shouldn't be answered by another person, but must be answered by yourself! But we know what he wasn't– he wasn't a practicing Jew of the major forms of Judaism in his day– that of the Pharisee and the Sadducee (which is why the Jews won't accept him as Messiah.) And he wasn't a Christian, because Christianity didn't exist yet! If there's one thing we do know, its that he was a radical! He came along, and told the holiest Rabbis of his day (to their faces) that they were hypocrites and would burn in hell, then sat around eating and drinking with tax collectors and prostitutes. He was the first person in recorded history to create the frame of thought "Let he who has no sin cast the first stone." Huh. Funny that he sounds nothing like the Jesus of the Catholics and the protestants, no?

I am non-religious, because I believe that God is far greater than all religions. I am non-religious because I do not believe what religion has to say and am not impressed by the religious. I am non-religious, because I retain the right to believe in the many truths placed into the never-ending universe by God. I am non-religious because I can see God in everything, not in just one thing. I am non-religious because I have sought and I have found.

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A short, astronomical thought

As some of you may already know, I am an amateur astronomer. My books tell me that the universe is so vast, the human mind cannot even come to terms with it. In our galaxy alone, there are billions of earth-like planets, billions of suns (I'm talking in terms of hundreds of billions here), and billions of solar systems. The fabric of the universe is intensely dense but at the same time considered as barren space (everything is in nothing but then nothing is in everything). When one thinks about the Milky Way Galaxy, one cannot even fathom that vastness – his own vastness (of his own galaxy) but then the truth is that, there are trillions of galaxies in the universe! The planet earth resides in only one of these galaxies! The universe is eternity– it is continually expanding and what is it expanding from? It is already expanding from eternity! The limitless grows to become even more limitless! Therefore, based upon these facts, these truths, I am astounded at the thought that anyone on this earth could even begin to think that there is no other form of intelligent life in outer space. In fact, how the hell could there not be any other form of life elsewhere? Why are people comfortable with what they can explain and immediately feel insecure when approached with something for which they have no explanation? This is a form of arrogance mixed with cowardice. And why is it that if something doesn't fit into our scientific mold (which is more like a minute, tiny, little thimble in the universe), we laugh and consider it to be hogwash? Why, we've only had how many thousands of years of civilization to come up with scientific theories and thoughts? And we think we can fit eternity into these finite ideologies? Come on now. Let go of arrogance, and open yourself up to the world, and then beyond!

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I thought I'd elaborate on my closing thoughts in the post I made below (bad mothers). "So how are we to see our children?"

As we have already discussed, it is the selfish view of one's children as "self-embellishments" onto one's own self and life, that is repugnant. It is repugnant, but it is all too common. I won't reiterate every point I've already surfaced, because you can read the earlier post, yourself. I want to expound on the beautiful nature of the relationship between mother and child, without repeating what I've already said.

I personally don't shout out from the tops of the roofs that I'm a mother. As you can see, I don't have the classic "mother, writer, sister, blogger" at the top of this blog, and not even often in my author descriptions. I have no opinions about those who do use the word mother as an adjective in describing themselves, for all I know, they are simply proud and happy to be mothers! I can only look inward into my own consciousness and know my own self. I know that I feel strongly against using the word "mother" often, as an adjective to describe myself. I write about being a mother with much fondness and affection, but at the same time I don't milk that cow. I feel (personally) that I am uncomfortable with the idea of doing that. Yes, when my son came along, he made me a mother, but then I don't see that as a hat that I wear, I rather see that as a deep description of my relationship with my son at a seed level.

What if you were a spring of water bursting forth from the earth and a bird of paradise came to drink from you? Is the bird of paradise a form of embellishment for the spring of water? In my eyes, it is not. The wellspring of fresh, pure water is a source of life and a sustenance of life, for the bird of paradise. Once the bird comes along, you become a source for that bird! You have become the giver, not the taker, but in that very same instant there is a beautiful relationship that happens! The essence of you is brought forth by the bird seeing you as a source of life and sustenance! The essence of the wellspring of water is brought forth by the bird who drinks of your life-giving nature! So you have given, but in your giving your beautiful essence is brought forth; not through self-embellishment and sticking the bird into yourself to decorate you; but the very material of your essence is brought forth by the divine act of giving from the very nature of what you are made of. This is the area, the plane, where the relationship of mother and child must thrive! This is the living, existing Eden for mother and her child, the sacred beauty of the relationship. Anything else has fallen short.

If you seek to replenish your insecurities, your lack, your losses, your bitterness, resentment, and spite, through the means of your children, you will never enter into this Eden, unless you fully see what I am trying to show you. There is no selfishness that exists in the spring's relationship with the bird, yet in giving of herself, the spring has been able to receive replenishment and confirmation of the very fabric of her essence, from the bird. This is the relationship in it's most perfect form.

In the heart of God, lies the heart of both a mother and a father. It is the very material of the nature of God to give, and the pleasure lies not in what we can do for God, but the pleasure of God lies in how we are there to replenish and confirm the very fabric of His essence.

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Bad Mothers

Why are bad mothers among those who have the highest expectations and opinions of their children? This is the question I want to examine, today.

First, we need to identify what case of "bad mother" we are looking at here; I want to look at the mother who sees their children as an accessory to their lives: insurance policies in a marriage, a means to step into a higher class of society, a new way to live down past childhood insecurities– all in all, when one sees their children as self-embellishments. That's the kind of bad mother we're going to discuss today. Of course I know there are much worse out there, but then anything worse than what I'm proposing, I consider to be a product of Hades (seriously, because Hades has his own posterity too), so let's not go there. Without giving any thought on judging the reasons people get married (I personally believe that's 100% none of my business), let's look at the active, apparent choices that bad mothering exudes.

So, back to the question: Why is it that a bad mother is most likely to be of the persuasion that her child/children must shine the brightest? I'm not saying that all mothers who want their children to shine the brightest are bad mothers; I'm talking about the moms who compare their own kids to other happier, more intelligent, well-rounded children whilst the green-eyed monster takes ahold of them! For some reason, they cannot accept that in this big world there exists those who are better (especially because they are terrible mothers, of course other kids are going to turn out better!) In their unrelenting pursuit to fill the many voids within themselves, they fail to connect with their children/child at a seed level. They fail to become that pillar of wisdom, the gentle touch of the potter's hand! They forget to see their child.

I think I understand this phenomena. We must not have a hate, but an understanding. A woman who sees her children as a means of self-embellishment, in any way, is mainly just thinking about herself. Her insecurities. How she didn't shine when she was little. How the kids back then were mean to her. One day when she has kids with a rich man, she's going to make sure that they don't live the life that she lived! There's a tremendous amount of unaddressed insecurity there. Bitterness and spite. Every time another kid in the class is happier, shines brighter, this mama once again feels the sting of her yesteryears. Her focus is all on herself, really. Instead of seeing her children/child as their own people with their own lives who are her biggest blessings to have and to hold and to teach and to mold; she sees her offspring as a second chance at her own life! The life she once only dreamt of. And so the child becomes an object. Yes, the object is living, breathing, laughs and cries– but it is an object nonetheless. It is not a bearer of a unique destiny, the bearer of an individual soul!

So how are we to see our children? Well, I believe that children have souls, those souls could be older and wiser than our own, we never know right away! There are many old fools that have grown old as baby souls while there are some children who were born emperors and empresses! A child isn't about you. I'm sorry, but once you become a mother, you are about your child! It's time to create sacrifices in the form of letting go of your insecurities, bitterness, spite, unforgiveness– for the very sake of your child/children! Maybe you never did make amends; but now's the time to forget all of that!  If you are to throw away that gift from your mind and your heart, and would rather see yourself as a prism of light with attachments that happen to have come from your womb– well, it's time for some metanoia! It's time for some true change. (Click here to continue this thought...)

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Your judgement of others could be the single greatest obstruction in the path of your destiny.

The minute she was born into this world
Her soul was rooted into her path of destiny
Looking unto the rainbow that cast itself
Ever so gracefully over her horizon
She looked into her destiny with eyes
Free of defilement and hurt
The path was straight, the rainbow was
Painted vibrantly onto the air
There was no way she would get lost
She stood at the beginning of her destiny
Her soul peered through her path
Her eyes fixated onto her destination
It was grand and good, molded by God’s hands

The minute she stepped into church
She was taught to see sin
This was the sin of others
That was the sin of those people
These were the sins of her neighbors
Herself, her family, her friends...
The preacher taught her repentance
The priest taught her to identify insufficiency
On her path where she stood, her gaze
Began to falter as she turned to face the left
And the right: seeking for the sins in others
She began to point, she began to scorn
She began to take offense in actions that did her no wrong

The minute she lost focus of her beautiful rainbow
Her horizon was out of sight
She strayed to the left, she strayed to the right
In pursuit of all that was wrong with the world
All that was wrong with all the people in it
Her vision was no longer set on what was her own
But was set on the shortcomings that were not her own
With these judgments, she filled the void that was inside her soul
The great ravine dug by the hands of her many judgments
The many catechisms tempted her astray
They say sin is temptation
But no greater a temptation is there that exists
Than one’s own attraction to self-righteousness

The hands of judgments covered her eyes
The songs of insecurities sang her intoxicated
She drank on wines of wrath and spite
It was her own pursuit of holiness that
Turned her into a whore; a squanderer of ignorance
She desecrated her own mind
With her judgments of others
The shit in her mind fouled not the people
But only trashed her own spirit!
Until she found herself standing
In the very shoes she once despised
All too soon, she found herself standing
In the very shoes she once reviled

Looking into a mirror, she saw the very person
That she had once looked down upon
Looking into a mirror, she saw the very soul
That she had once counted as a candidate for hell
“Oh God, forgive me!” She felt shame, shame, shame
And remembered the first day of her birth
The way she once saw her destiny, her journey, her destination:
With untainted eyes, open and fixated!
With untainted eyes, transparent and free!
She remembered how it once was
How it should have always been
And saw how far away from that path she’d strayed
Her roots so far away

“I am nothing but a whore of holiness”
“Oh God, release me from my bonds!”
Step after painstaking step
Sojourning on the path of true light
The weight of the past years crumbled and fell
While she journeyed closer and closer to the light
The veil over her eyes cracked like desert earth
It dissolved like useless dust
Each step taking her home, bringing her home
Until she finally stood back at her point of birth
Where all the memories returned
She saw through newborn eyes, once again
The rainbow in the horizon

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