Would we really know it if we saw it? Does it exist in life or only in our minds. As human beings, we place labels on so many things. Maybe that's why living together is so difficult. We are so accredited to put people in groups that we hardly get to know each other as individuals. How can we judge anything, when so much of who and what we are is obscured in our own nuance of life. To accurately judge something, we must be open minded and soulful, but we are humans.
I guess that's why they say that "beauty is in the eyes of the beholder". We look at the same object, but see it so differently. Our lives, our experiences, so frozen in our being, affect our perception of color, light or gray. Did we give up so much of what we could have done and did for a body that uses less than 10% of its brain. Do we deserve to have a say on anything that does not directly concern us? Who are we to distribute the praise or rejection, as if our observation was a bit like the gospel.
So what is beauty? Can you see it? Can you touch it? Is it something we know or feel? There are so many things that we call beautiful, but why? There are no concrete facts that show us what is and is not beauty. Maybe the beauty is not real, but abstract. Like when you want someone you love; you'll take everything they say, even a simple hello and plan to signify more than what it really does. Maybe beauty is nothing more than a projection of our desires. We want things to be the way we perceive them and it does not matter if they are as they really are.
If you found beauty, what would you do with it? Would you expose it to everyone to see it, admire it and envy it? Or do you want to lock it in a room, smother it and bring it only to meet your needs. Could you handle beauty or would it change you? Would you be able to accept the responsibility of knowing that the whole world wanted what you had? As human beings, are we mature enough to add beauty to our life, or would they become our lives?
We only seem sure of what we want, when we do not have it, but once we have it, we have no idea what it takes to do it. Yes, beauty is a nice concept, but we must know it because we see it in so many things, that it really only exists in our minds. All these objects whose beauty we see are nothing more than projections of a preconceived spirit. Beauty is not beauty without our saying it, it does not have the ability to become beauty in itself. We believe that beauty is part of reality, but in reality, beauty is only part of what we think.