Dear Plato, Beauty is the beginning… Sometimes, I wonder about beauty. Beauty must be what God is, what heaven will be to our senses. Different people perceive beauty differently, but for me, the most profound occurs in chiaroscuro–the interplay of shadow and light. I thrill at the moment dissonance blooms into harmony. Chills whisper down…
Tag: humanity
Small Acts
Every time a boy holds a door for me, my hope in humanity is renewed. Maybe society isn’t decomposing like roadkill. Maybe we still have some notions of etiquette. Bless you! (Or curse you if you’ve lost the habit of holding doors.) Farewell.