posted on Dec, 21 2012 @ 04:43 PM
reply to post by lupodigubbio
By your definition I think I know a saint.
He is physically magnificent—7feet tall, extremely fit, excels at every single sport, good looking, and possibly the smartest being I've met. But
therein lies his paradox.
Despite being endowed with qualities that many would kill to have, he is charmingly unaware of his potential power. He is the kindest and deepest of
souls. He stands contemplatively sturdy against any chaotic wind. He has never said anything malicious nor unkind against anyone, especially those
who would see him harm. Animals flock to him, and people naturally love him. Being solitary in nature, he is often lost in his art, his music, his
carvings and I can witness first hand the pure creativity and beauty this man generates. Of course, by him seeking solitude, one can tell he's an
introvert but you would never tell in a social setting, as he always holds himself with grace.
He lives life as if it was an adventure. He faces death with every extreme sport he attempts and does so in the most artistic fashion, and then he
reflects on it, stores it and utilizes those great memories to live life always fulfilled. If he was dogmatic—which he could never be—he would
devise an ethical system so precise that it would suit everyone, not just himself or his kind. I've caught him being charitable, but he would never
admit it. The man is almost suspiciously humble.
He is the only one I can speak openly and candidly with. We discuss things from logical analyses and paradoxes to what we share as dreams and
I could never hate humanity knowing that this man was a part of it. He is a saint.