Beast of Beauty

Nature's Abstract

"Why should one reject the perfect in favor of the imperfect?  The precise and perfect carries no overtones, admits of no freedom; the perfect is static and regulated, cold and hard.  We in our own human imperfections are repelled by the perfect, since everything is apparent from the start and there is no suggestion of the infinite.  Beauty must have room, must be associated with freedom.  Freedom, indeed, is beauty.  The love of the irregular is a sign of the basic quest for freedom."
  - Soetsu Yanagi  The Unknown Craftsman

"Whosoever is delighted in solitude is either a wild beast or a god." - Sir Francis Bacon

"Beauty is a form of genius - is higher than genius, as it needs no explanation.
It is one of the great facts in the world like sunlight, or springtime,
or the reflection in dark water of that silver shell we call the moon."

  - Oscar Wilde

Nature's Abstract

"Ask a toad what beauty is.”  - Voltaire

“The divine is not separate from the beast.” - Lenore Kandel

"There is no exquisite beauty without some strangeness in the proportion."  - Edgar Allen Poe

 “Truth isn't always beauty, but the hunger for it is.”  - Nadine Gordimer

Nature's Abstract

 “What the imagination seizes as beauty must be truth.” - Keats

 “The heart suffers when it cannot see and touch beauty,
but beauty is not shy it is synonymous with existence.” - Hafiz

 “Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not.“

 - Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

"There is a beast in man that needs to be exercised, not exorcised."  - Anton LeVey

 "Beauty lifts the soul and the sublime shatters the ego." - J. Campbell

"If women can learn to surrender the seductiveness of youth and to value themselves 

by other than adolescent standards of beauty, they can explore the dignity of elder beauty 

and reclaim the right to age without stigma."  - Z. Schachter-Shalomi 

Beatrice Wood - a hero of mine

 "Beauty will save the world."  - Fyodor Dostoevsky

Iacinct

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In the Wilderness of my Solitude

    I knew everything I needed to know        without knowing anything
                                            this knowing pervades my moment:


    spiderwebs of time beat upon my shores with their embryonic embrace
   
    sinews of edification breed                                 hope and despair dance


    I bow to the Earth and her straightaway brimstone, tacit as a Dandelion

    behooved to catapult
        this numinous inkling
            of meta-oblation fractalling
                                                      touch the truth

Standing in the sun,     willing to burn away,         while others bask in frivolity
Wit clamors to take precedent,
    all the while words struggle to make it back from their pilgrimage
                                     heavy with the weight of the unspeakable firmament

The mountains are walking, but most two-leggeds are apathetic about their ignorance,
wingless,
                                                                                           driven by the machine…
                                                      the truth touches you

                            do you see?

"There's no sauce in the world like hunger." - Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra


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