beauty is a world betrayed.
firstly,
that is a really lovely quote,
particularly 'coz its so
impossible to fully assimilate.
i mean,
i hate to break the romanticism
of what seems to be some sort
of impressionistic poetry on beauty,
but what the heck
is he meaning to say??
if i am interpreting this
correctly,(and literally),
since there was a part following
that about
having to demolish the scenery to
find beauty and betrayal
about breaking ranks,
then it's saying that beauty
is, in its rawest essence,
just like the particular segment
of the world that's seeking
to be unconventional.
the common denominator
being ???
in trying to fix this confusion,
i found sth else about beauty:
"There is no excellent beauty that
hath not some strangeness in the proportion."
i think its a great
quote.
strangeness here, i think,
is not about weirdness but about
distance like in "stranger".
alot of times,
we find beauty in its
transience and
the difficulty to grasp.
(much like demand supply curve)
it is far away, unknowable,
intimidating and doesn't
stay around for long.
beauty is so greatly valued
in our world that it becomes
an adequate
substitute to many qualities.
we are not superficial,
we are intrigued.
"beauty is in the eyes of the beholder."
i am drawn to the dark,
and in some masochistic fashion,
broken and dark,to me, are beautiful.
so i think sometimes we love
people so unreservedly because
they are, to us,
so beautiful.
it's awful because in
refusing to let go
of something that must be,
and should be, transient,
we lose all dignity and ourselves
trying to reverse what we know is
the natural course
of events.
how could we be so silly to
unhesitatingly want something
that would inevitably go?
then again,
how could we not want
it because it is, to us,
beautiful?
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