And Love Still Dances On…

It hit me when I did my morning walk by the sea: How to deal with all this beauty?

Sometimes I have to stand still, can’t move, have to breathe it in, and walk on.

Many can’t have it and there is so much beauty it can be hard to behold, so some take it down. Betray it, can’t contain it within, criticize it. So the apparently obvious answer to the beauty in this world is to destroy it…..’They take everything beautiful and pervert it…..’.

Life is a tale of the feminine spirit in close encounter with the masculine spirit and the masculine entangled with the feminine. It is not one directional – nothing is – it’s a loop – as it should be.

The dance is so brilliantly done that its very hard to see who’s surrendering and following and who’s in ‘control’.

They both are: It’s synchronistic, organic, respectful. As it should be.

I’m in awe of such perfection and all the hard work that goes into it. People thriving for perfection in Automatic City.

Generally I am, whether it be a carpenter crafting some magnificent creation out of a lump of wood, dancers, poets, and mostly I’m in awe of man and woman falling in love, attracted, calling out the most beautiful things in each other.

We’re up against the destruction of beauty, softness, sensuality either being blended into mediocrity by the mainstream media or getting perverted by the matrix. It is not one directional, it is a loop. Not as it should be.

When I looked at the beach I noticed the Spirits in the waves caressing the sand.
Smooth and slick.
And the sea dances on….

Surrender and fight for it.