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Beauty the elaboration of its art the gore of essence goes to unforseeable beyond

Beauty it holds to no formulae yet runs rampant in its see

Beauty propelling the continuation of biology

Beauty lividious amaze

Beauty of unarithmetic enormity


Beauty of throat laughter carriage...it absolutely delights

Beauty running with total agreement with all that is of its expression

Beauty its influential excitiveness of all that feasts on the pleasantry

Beauty hosting all that is of The L'amour

Beauty from this watch to that watch absolute ravishment

Beauty it never tires yet when preserved lasts always and ever
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Beauty holds all of pleasures gaze

Beauty you view it high view it low whatever point of eye it holds fascinate

Beauty what great manifest
Beauty beneficiary hand-out to the imagination
Beauty triggeration of sedation
Beauty taking life in differantiated perceptions
Beauty disturbing reasoning
Beauty existing in the finery and meticulousness of extreme polish
Beauty satiates the aesthetical neccessity to behold balms for our souls
Beauty unarguable reaction claim
Beauty its features are of no vocabulary
Beauty and its take on appreciation "Don't speak it...Feel it"
Beauty of free display given to mortals from Hands Glorious.
The decadence of unpayable soothes

Beauty with known and unknown elements
Beauty with Transportive elementation

Beauty holding silence with heard effects
Beauty of..."Oh God"
Beauty in fully mouthed speech

Beauty in entanglement of intake
Beauty its take.An overpowering allure
Beauty of the most intricate and unspecified
Beauty in its most descriptive mean


Beauty of high order

Beauty of high caption...Spew of Creators known Grandest
Beauty of first face rememberance...Features of unforgetableness

Beauty of natures undefinable elements
Beauty which revokes repudiates absolutely rejects desecration callousy harm and even insensitivity
Creations puzzle of aesthetics
Beauty of effect and no-ignore...Cannot be dismissed, must be taken in, endless glares and stares take inevitability

Beauty of eye delight...Pleasure in heights raging in high soars

Untraceable Genesis and Revelations
Beauty leaving you in question of if God creates and makes such things?

What is He like?

What visage does He hold?

His dripping hands creating the most illustrive of Heaven concieved and earthly articulated artistry

Forms beings and things of unorthodoxed reveals

In His out-pour even the ugly finds roomed beauty


Takes you to places in God where speech has no occupancy in mouth
Takes you to a place of being dumb-founded.
Rationalizing that which cannot be construed!
Trying to figure out that which cannot be wrapped around our mind or imagination


Our highest creations,worded or material. They do not compare

Trying to figure out the Being that is the Creator of Beauty. He being God.

You are left with the conclusion...HE RESERVES HIGHEST LOCATION IN BEAUTY!

Even that texted it lacks its voided in the descriptiveness of beauty, because it does not encapsulate all it is... Rightly, God notions and then materializes Beauty, He is a Person of Beauty.

He holds superlation in all things beautiful. yet He remains a mystery only to be found through Jesus Christ.The first bloom of Beauty. Jesus holds reveal to the beauty that is God in His wholeness, His beauty dominated heartbeat.

Beauty Beauty Beauty...

My words are not enough...They deficient in the description of Beauty
Yet until we see The One Most Beautiful we shall be satisfied to behold that which He has given to show us in part.

BEAUTY THAT IS THERAPEUTIC.

A strong identity.

i need to exhale. I need to find my highest breath.

Need to be me and find me in the things that should be.

I need to live being me and still do things that are.

'Born free yet everywhere be in chains' a teacher of mine said that!

That cannot be me.

Authority is not an enemy.
Rules are there for a reason
Laws cannot be broken...Humanity would collapse
The truth is The Truth.

Find myself in the living out of all so that what i do is not a chore yet an unexplainable delight of continusm.

When what i must do find itself in my want to do...Is that not the highest expression of humanity.

Not human doing but human being!

Everything must find itself in my breathing and exhale...There must be no contrivation.

So the discovering of who is me goes forth yet it must be said it rests within the Head Guardship of The Eternal Who are you?

The Creator we know yet we know nothing at all.
He is the Ancient.The contradicted.Holy.Who are you?
Forever explained yet coming to no exhaust of capture
We grab on to the Word, yes! Absolutely! and we grab on it firmly. It Guides!

Yet expression must be found squirely on Him and what He reveals and says.

I will not do...The must does the ought to does The obligations that have their origions in God knows where and "oh" this is head...The dictatorship of money...I WILL NOT BOW DOWN!

Jesus and my expression in Him and His allow is my sole and undisturbable pursuit!

Said, it... yet found firstness in it.

Love

Contemplative searches
Investigative glares
With a foundational purpose
in order to find that which is sought


Just read a statement lately
"Love or something like it"

The whole ordeal of love and things which constitute of it.

How are such things recognized?
How are they identified?

How are conclusions made that this is the thing which is love.
How do you say "Yes,i believe this is love"
What is the essential factor, That overrides emotions and lays bare the thing that is love?!

Contemplate Investigate Unearth if you must!
Yet this must be known

Love cannot be known unless it has been shown.
How do you know a Monet unless you have seen it and when someone points it out you then recognize what you have seen before.
How will you know a Galliano piece unless you know his aesthetic?!

So in conclusion, yes most of the people on earth are eluded by love
Yet in order to find out what love is. Who love is should be the first order
of search.

Its coming to the knowledge of the One who is Wholeness in being and practice...That being Christ Jesus. Perfect in His being Love. Perfect in His practice of love.

Starting there you will know the things elaborating, flourishing and being real in lOve.

The wind blowing in my face.

Even your slightest adds to my satisfaction and gives calm delight.

Oh Jesus.

The question of Homosexuality!

How can i gain everything?

Yet lose nothing?

How can i keep "me" and yet have that which "i" do not gravitate towards?

The question is when does normality become so unavoidable and in-fixed that it requires me to align myself with it and lose that which "i" am

Because "i" does not accommodate that which my deepest parts longs for, that which nature rhymes with...that which is ((i can't bear it)) Normal.

How is it made to work...when nature itself is in opposition...opposing that which "i" am so that i become that which i should!

How do i gain everything and lose nothing?