When posed with the question "What is Beauty", the typical man might turn to you and mindlessly shout out the name of some overrated and over praised supermodel or actress. But being a man of high intellect, I know the truth behind the smoking mirrors. I know that to define beauty I would need more than just a mere matter of seconds to properly formulate a response to this question.
You see being a man of maturity has taught me that beauty is more than teh young, attractive, half-naked woman on the cover of every magazine. Beauty is more than just the highly praise picture painted by this century's Picasso or Michael Angelo.
They say that beauty is anything that brings pleasure or great satisfaction to the mind. By far I think that beauty is much deeper tahn that. I think that beauty is anything and everything that motivates, explores, creates any and everything that makes us think. For instance, have you ever looked at a soda bottle and wondered, "How did this bottle gets its shape?". Have you ever wondered what made that very bottle. Beauty is the bricks that we call home. Beauty is the mind in itself. How it works? Beauty is the woman herself, regardless of height, weight, race, color orgeneration, the strength of the woman that people ever so often tend to forget. Beauty is creativity. The simple fact thatwithout some man or some woman's creative mind, nothing would exist. Beauty is freedom. Beauty is Mathematics, cold, austere, numerical and sometimes as useless as it it may be. Supreme in itself, Learning is Beauty.
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