Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Beauty is not always beautiful.
I mean that in three really different ways. One is that something that is really ugly, is very beautiful to some. the other is that something that looks incredible, is filled with crap. the third is when someone thinks something looks incredible, but it really doesn't. in some ways this is my life... (the first one) i used to try to hide things, things i thought people would hate, or things i wanted to say that i knew some people wouldn't like... now i work really hard to be transparent. I know for a fact that there's alot wrong with me... not saying i'm not awesome... (irony if you didn't catch) but there're alot of really crazy things that i try to let show now, not because i want to be seen as ugly, but because i want people to love me for what i really am,(if they like it at all.) to some people this may seem completely ridiculous, but i don't care. i know that what looks really bad to me, God loves, because it just makes me tell him again and again how imperfect i really am. it's like all of my guts are spilled, but he still finds me beautiful, because he made me, and i'm willing to give him all of my crappy self, along with the beautiful things. I really hate another view of this statement. It's those people that try to hide all of their grossness, and look really beautiful on the outside... but are fake, and they know all about their own inside junk. this is somewhat self explanatory. and the third... are the ones i want to cry for, because they don't just hide what's bad and ugly to them, they hide it all, everything that makes them who they are, and they just cover it up with something completely different, that they think is beautiful. These are the people that i wish i could dig out with force... if only it were so easy. So #1. What's awful is beauty to some. #2. What looks beautiful is not the whole real package. and #3. What's ugly, because of it's fakeness, is complete fake beauty. which one do i like? #1. I like real. But hey... beauty is in the eye of the beholder. I know what someone thinks of me though (and what someone human in the future will think someday:') Song of Solomon 4:7 "All beautiful you are, my darling; there is no flaw in you"
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