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The Death of Something Beautiful |
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It is arguable that the most tragic thing that could ever happen is the death of something beautiful. I'm not talking about big lips, or small wastes or soft hair or anything like the twisted, distorted definition that we put on beautiful, but the true meaning, like a sweet and caring spirit, or a song that inspires, or the sunlight giving all it's power to give life and sight. I just watch the Earth die. Now obviously this didn't happen because, with exceptions of "foreign" readers, you are sitting on the Earth staring at your computer screen. It was on a show, a fun, light hearted show that also doesn't lack it's share of dramatic moments. They talked about the death of the Earth so causally, and in their defense it was five billion years in the future and uninhabited, but yet I had to fight back tears. All I could think was 'It was so beautiful.' Now there were many aliens watching the death of the Earth from a space ship, and I'm sure some would argue what made it so beautiful that it should be so special, why should it be mourned when this was the fate of so many other planets. I can't admit to knowing a lot of other worlds, but I do know, with all my soul, that there is something about the Earth, something in which words fall sort, that does make it even more special. There's something about our beauty that just can't be matched, I just know. The trees stretching their arms wide to provide shade and lumber and even our very breaths. How beautiful the green is in the spring and summer, standing out boldly yet harmoniously against the blue, the light flickering on the leaves as the wind brushes through it's hair, the constant care for us, unknowing, unwilling, uncaring, unselfish care. And what about the sound of innocent children, playing and laughing as if the world held nothing but tomorrow's. A tomorrow to sing, a tomorrow to play, a tomorrow to sleep, a tomorrow for love. They can see that they world is such a big place, full of adventures and opportunities and new and exciting things, it's just that we are so tremendously big because we go on those adventures, we rise to those opportunities and we embrace those new and exciting things. But if we were to step back and just... marvel, just wonder, oh how we would shrink. This is beautiful. You know what else is beautiful? People, selling their wares, trying to make a living so their family can have a roof over their heads and food on their table. Thinking of their darling children and lovely spouse, trying to make it so that they not only survive, but they get to experience happiness. Happiness. That's a funny thing, isn't it? We also have some funny ideas now-a-days, about money, and beauty and success and how to achieve it. Everything we do, all these funny ideas we get, all trickle down to one thing. Greed and vanity and backstabbing, they were all invited in hopes that they would achieve the same goal; happiness. People think that being rich, or thin, or a C.E.O will bring them this, and therefore so desperately seek it. Fortunately there are people who know that none of this is true, but then again we also know that poorness or fatness or jobless will not bring happiness either, that it all comes down to attitude. An attitude of hope, determination and hard work. Hope for a better tomorrow and determination and hard work to bring that tomorrow into today. Now what does any of this have to do with beauty? Anything to do with the Earth being special? Actually, it seems kind of selfish, if you don't give enough thought, all of us trying to obtain this happiness for ourselves. It's an extraordinary thing, the feeling of happiness, it's impossible to describe in words, only actions and scenes and comparison. But it's not selfish, because it's so extraordinary, the true feeling of happiness, that we can't kept keep it to ourselves. It makes us better people, because it makes us mindful of others. We want them to feel it to, because it's too wonderful to be selfish. It makes us do things, sometimes things that could take away our happiness, just because we want the ones we love, and even others, to experience it as well. Humankind is a fascinating race, we demand rights, we stand up to injustice, we heal the sick, we try to procrastinate death, we rebuild the fallen, we give to the less fortunate, we seek freedom. But why? Because we care about others, we demand and fight and give so that others may be happy and maybe along the way we'll get some too, and we will, trust me, we will. And this is beautiful. The way we care about others and try to make them happy. Sure there are a lot of twisted things on Earth, like greed and vanity and pride and oppression and homicide, the list goes on and on, but there's so much good, it's breath taking how much good there is. It's hard to see sometimes, I'll admit, but that's just because we let all those evil things harden our hearts and blacken our sight. But if we simply chiseled away the solid, cold layers, and wiped away the black from our eyes, you'd see it everywhere. In a small action, a quick comment, a distant stare. It's amazing, how it surrounds us, and yet many don't even notice. This is why the Earth is so beautiful, this is what makes us so special. Do they not have this on other planets? I'm sure they do, but that wouldn't diminish us, it simply means more deaths that should be mourned. I can only hope you'll understand, but I know that it might be just a little tough. I don't know, maybe I'm just a hopeless optimist, and I know they can be annoy and seem a little unrealistic, but I also know that I'm happy, and I want to share this happiness, so I don't really care, I like it. So here's to you Doctor Who Season 1 episode 2. I'll always have to fight back tears when I see the death of something so very beautiful.
 11_-ICHy-_11 · Fri Nov 19, 2010 @ 08:22am · 0 Comments |
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