are our bodies made to protect our souls… our minds… our hearts? should we build them up like walls to ward off the bad? would that rid us from all the good, too?
do we feel the need to destroy this protective layer of physical existence in order to destroy our inner selves?
or is it to break down that protection so we can truly get to ourselves?
what happens when our bodies are no longer a suit of armour, but rather a bare skeleton where our minds, hearts, and souls are so easily accessible that we have no means of protecting ourselves?
does this make us broken? an open casket?
which of these ways of being is more vivacious? how can we remain alive— truly alive— and protect ourselves at the same time?
is it possible? or must you be so incredibly vulnerable in order to truly feel— to truly be?
and when that vulnerability results in distress… heartbreak… regret… loss, how do you grow your muscle, your skin, back again?
how do you keep the blood flowing through your veins if there’s nothing to protect them from getting ripped from you?
even if you live your entire life within yourself, there will be one who tears down every wall you’ve ever built.
and if you’re able to build yourself up again, your walls may never again collapse because you’ve stuck yourself in an emotionless but painful existence.
so maybe we should tear the skin away and leave the muscle for it serves us better to accept pain all together and move on, not from it, but with it, allowing the pain the struggle to help you grow, strong.
use it to find whatever it is we are yearning for— peace… happiness… understanding— within ourselves for that will build our muscle,
that will make us truly strong.
we will not have a layer of protection, but it will put us in control, able to be ourselves, fight for ourselves.
beauty is not visible by the bare eye, but rather is felt within the heart. one cannot look beautiful, but rather can be beautiful through his or her actions. this draws the conclusion that beauty - true beauty - is a state of being. it occurs when someone lets beauty take hold of them from the inside as they let love into their hears, allowing their passion, experience and creativity to flow from their essence of being. this inner beauty results in the creation of artwork described as “beautiful” even though its true beauty is merely within the artist - its creator. similarly, the world - nature and its components - are not beautiful in themselves, but rather are beautiful because their creator is the most beautiful of all beings, his beauty portrayed through the love we share and the colors in the as the sun sinks below the ocean. similarly (again), all of mankind is beautiful because we are his creation. one individual is exactly as beautiful as the next - we are all equal in beauty. this has nothing to do with the shape of the body or the size of the nose. each individual may choose whether he or she wants to project beauty from the inside, which is why some individuals may seem more beautiful than others. beauty is innate of humankind, but portrayal of beauty is a choice.
open your eyes and observe everything. open your ears and listen to everyone. at night, listen to the silence. open your heart and leave it open. open your mind and think. then open your mouth and say what you will. - EJM.