The Prerequisite for Beauty (Reducing Reduction Reaction Relationships)

Who among us can we regard as beautiful? What is the essence of human beauty?

Is a supermodel beautiful to me, or a Hollywood actor, a stripper or a porn star? Is the beautiful one the politician, the banker or the billionaire, indeed no. No, I do not find beauty there. I look through superficially aesthetic eyes to the soul core, to the motive neuron pattern that will forms. I know the voodoo that people stir up, every disguise and every scam of manipulation. When I witness another self looking at me as some kind of ore reduction reaction mission yes the oxygen sure is removed and I can't breathe for lack of it when engaged in interactions with that kind who play you like pieces on a chessboard. They are truly out for themselves and if you break in the process to them it will mean nothing more than one chess piece less because they played you too hard and long. Oops, they broke another toy, that's all! Literal selfishness at the expense of everything else in life is the most ugly manifestation of will I am able to imagine. It is my mortal enemy who I try to slay every day, but it is a formidable foe who we must battle like Hercules if we are to keep anything of integrity alive in our psyches.

The physical aesthetic state alone is no kind of integral beauty. No illusion like that can hide motive. The state of will and our actions make us ugly, even when we may have aesthetic attributes otherwise. Whenever I have witnessed true integrity, not the integrity of a showperson who can only act the part with no true passion of real will and feeling because that is merely hollow false integrity of ostentation, I am truly able to appreciate and to learn from what is beautiful about the human being. How rare that kind diamond is hiding in the rough. It has its own priceless desire. To desire a diamond like that is not greed, it is virtue.

I have witnessed so much ugliness of will. It has made a hermit of me as my courtroom became too full of offenders for justice to be administered. I had to reduce the crowd of criminals, a reduction reaction of my own will. Even if my face and body be scarred or disformed as long as I maintain my integrity essentially, to be a skin I can live in, I can be spiritually beautiful. Only too well am I now aware of the formidable battle I must fight every day to keep this state of being. This is a fight the cosmetic surgeon can not be drafted in as mercenary to fight on our behalf.

When they tried to shame Jesus on the cross into something pathetic He kept the dignity of a righteous king. Perhaps the way we die is where we win and lose our greatest battle. To die well is the sweetest victory our souls may ever savour. The true martyr is the real star and the most deserving celebrity. Now they must tell me why should I play the game of worshipper and worshipped. Tell me why I should call them a star exactly? It is proof of pudding time as the veil of illusion falls casually to the floor like a Parisian under garment, as we undress in the full light of day. Our evolving consciousness demands it. Who deserves celebrity status for what deed? Who is the truly beautiful one?

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Iron is extracted from iron ore in a huge container called a blast furnace. Iron ores such as haematite contain iron(III) oxide, Fe 2O 3. The oxygen must be removed from the iron(III) oxide in order to leave the iron behind. Reactions in which oxygen is removed are called reduction reactions.

Diamonds are forever!

originally posted by: Malak777
Who among us can we regard as beautiful? What is the essence of human beauty?

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

originally posted by: eletheia

originally posted by: Malak777
Who among us can we regard as beautiful? What is the essence of human beauty?

Beauty is in the eye of the beholder

Lol, I have a response, but somebody else must take credit for coming up with it,

"You, madam, are the eternal humorist, The eternal enemy of the absolute, Giving our vagrant moods the slightest twist! With your aid indifferent and imperious At a stroke our mad poetics to confute—"

That's a compliment of a kind.

a reply to: Malak777





How about the eyes are the mirror of the soul?

a reply to: Malak777

Someone missed this episode of The Twilight Zone:

The Twilight Zone Number 12 Looks Just Like You

originally posted by: Malak777
Diamonds are forever!

a reply to: Malak777

I think the Velveteen Rabbit said it best:

“You become. It takes a long time.
That’s why it doesn’t happen often to people who break easily, or have sharp edges,
or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby.
But these things don’t matter at all, because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.”

a reply to: Malak777

That all comes across as rather melodramatic.

I get my deep life lessons from attractive female vocalists


and from the Velveteen Rabbit of course, as JAGStorm has reminded us.

a reply to: Malak777

Your OP was a beauty, eh!

There's no beauty in nature.

a reply to: Nothin

There's no beauty in nature.

It's just plants and birds and rocks and things.



One day I was young heading East from around San Diego
toward Oklahoma in my first car.
When I got to Arizona I saw a desert I'd never seen before;
It looked like an endless field of volcanic rock.

I pulled over and stopped. Stood looking, fighting the urge to wander out into it.
I eventually got back in the car and continued on to Oklahoma to be a carpet layers apprentice.

My boss/mentor/partner had friends in Missouri we visited.
Chuck, the friend, asked me where I was from.
I told him and he replied "That's all desert for hundreds of miles."
After thinking about it I remarked, "Yes, I guess it is. All different kinds of desert."

a reply to: pthena

Have always loved that song. Thanks.

You're right!
You are sooooo right!

There are many different kinds of desert:
Ya got yer basic apple pie;
Ya gots yer ice-cream; (That's a totally different kind of desert.)
Yer chocolate-chip cookies; (That's a totally different kind of desert.)
Skyr; Baklava; Rice-pudding; (Those are totally different kinds of desert.)
And..., well, can't think of any others right now.

-hey! psssst!
What?
-He wrote: "desert", with one 's', not dessert.
Huh?
-He wrote: "desert", with one 's', possibly intending a variety of geographical arid zones.
-He did not write 'dessert', with two 's's', meaning the sweets some like to eat after a meal.
Oh...