Lately I’ve been dwelling on the topic of beauty. What it is, how one can define it, what makes something or someone beautiful. I’m not talking about what is beautiful and what’s not. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, blahblahblah, you know the drill. Specifically, I’ve been stuck on the idea of inherent beauty.
Beauty is inherent, therefore people are inherently beautiful. No matter what blemishes, scars, wounds, injuries, deformities, what-have-you…a person can be beautiful because they simply ARE beautiful. It doesn’t matter if you’re currently dealing with something that you might deem a deformity or a blemish, because underneath it all, your face may just be inherently beautiful. So the blemishes are but mere distractions to the beauty that lay beneath.
It’s like how people try to wear an excessive amount of makeup to conceal blemishes or make themselves somehow look more “attractive”. Wearing an extensive amount of eyeliner or covering up your entire face in some kind of caked on concoction isn’t going to make you any prettier. If you’re pretty, you’ll be pretty regardless. If you’re not, you won’t be no matter how much makeup you wear.
All of this might sound insanely harsh, and yes, I’m victim to covering up my face and wearing makeup and doing all of these things so this might sound slightly hypocritical. But what I’m saying is that society forces girls to think that if you wear makeup you’ll look prettier. That’s not true. If you’re beautiful, you’re beautiful. Case and point. It doesn’t matter if you’re covered in scars, or if your face is constantly red, or if you have daily breakouts. Your features are what make you beautiful, and your features exist underneath all of those things. If somebody finds you beautiful, they’ll find you beautiful without the cover-up too. I wish more people would realize that—women and men alike. We get so caught up in the specifics, the gritty little details of ourselves that we are constantly striving to be absolutely perfect in every sense. Perfection isn’t beauty either. Beauty is made up of imperfection, of those minute differences that make each and every person an individual beauty in simply being themselves. Beauty is inherent, it is not created.
—kybs
First I think we have to ask the question: why are people even interested in someone in the first place? And that always gets back to love. Weather it is friendship or companionship we are interested in finding someone who we can possibly love.
And there are groups of people who are categorized by their type of “interesting” which is really subjective. everyone has their own definition of boring and interesting, and someone could be very interesting to one person can mean nothing to another. Then there are those people who are floaters and who could be in many groups because they have a little bit of multiple qualities, and those are some of the people who lots of people gather around. We only think their uninteresting because we know they don’t have much to show for in each of those qualities. Most of those people are also very attractive which is an easy deceiver for someone who is a love possibility. especially because beauty is blind.
There is one quality that most people share and that is the desire to have fun. Therefore the people with the outgoing personalities who may not know much about life, seem fun and also attract a lot of people.
People are interesting because of their personality which is the summary of their experiences and genes.
-Rob.
What makes people interesting? Is it our desires and interests that make people interesting? Our connection and obvious interest in their interests? Or is a person interesting because of themselves, completely disconnected from any of our projections of them?
Because although we might categorize people, and claim that they’re “uninteresting” or simply “boring”, they must appear interesting to somebody out there. Thus being “interesting” is a subjective thing, a wishy-washy (for lack of a better word) character trait. For everybody must be interesting in some regard, they’re just not interesting to everybody. The word “interesting” itself is defined by our own interests—if you do, say, or like things that I have defined to be interesting, you’re officially deemed interesting in my book.
All of that common sense, blatantly obvious shit aside, how is it then that some people struggle to connect with others that find them interesting? Is it because they’re too quiet, too shy, too unaware, not obnoxious enough about their interesting qualities to be noticed by others who would otherwise find them immensely intriguing? Do they hide away too often to be deemed “interesting”? How is it that the seemingly less interesting have so many companions, so many people thinking they’re interesting?
Or is this just an opinionated observation, since my definition of interesting is different from everyone else’s, and vice-versa?
—kybs.
People report mystical experiences of feeling the “interconnectedness of all things,” which can be life-changing.“People claim to have an enhanced sense of self, more emotional balance, they’re more compassionate, they’re more sensitive to the needs of others,” he said. “They have more well-being and less depression, but they’re not ‘high’ in any conventional sense. They feel like their perceptual set has shifted.”
ROB, YOU NEEDNEEDNEED TO READ THIS. NOW. READY GO.
