Unfounded Disdain

     You stare contemptuously, letting the hate eat away at what remains of your character. All that lies before you is filthy, ridiculous, and unloveable. Unfortunately, that is an incorrect conclusion. What lies before you is the perfect example of care, humanity, and kindness. All that has been exemplified by that form in front of you is nothing but pure humanity, and you view it with the utmost disgust.

    That’s where we falter. We see all the flaws immediately, sometimes never acknowledging those qualities that embody true perfection, true admirability. It perpetuates a vicious cycle of hate and creates an absence of appreciation. It is one thing to let these negative thoughts and comments silently ruminate in one’s mind, it’s another to continuously voice them aloud to taint the current rapport.

     The most unexpected things occur when one spreads love rather than hate. One receives love back, the world becomes a better place to live in. It’s miraculous to see the results and watch happiness and love spark from every action, setting the world ablaze to create a bonfire of positivity. Soon all the flaws are unique features we’ve never seen. Those actions of ridiculousness, imperfection, lack of attention that causes us to stumble, are the pieces of humanity that spill out of us to signify to others that no one is perfect. While simultaneously discovering that it is this same quality of imperfection that leads one to claim that the one they love is perfect.

Perfection

Body, mind, and spirit.

The other day it occurred to me that some look for all, then there are others who only acknowledge a body, but don’t admire the mind and spirit that lie within it. I recently talked about how the simplicity of the appreciation of the human form is a beautiful thing, and I still believe that, but I feel there is another aspect to it all that needs to be discussed. 
If you don’t have appreciation for the spirit and mind that lie within a beautiful body, I don’t think you are appreciating it the same way that one who appreciates all facets of the beautiful body is. 
There are those who are ravenous, and then those who know how to savor a delicious meal. You can put these two types of people at the same table, in the same setting, and serve the same food, but they won’t be experiencing the same thing. 
The savorer strategically ensures he has all of the flavors of the meal perfectly stacked onto his fork, so that he may enjoy the combination of flavors, and not mistakenly neglect the main complement of the dish. He looks at the food as an experience, allowing each succulent piece to resonate in his mouth, and dance on his tongue. He loved the aesthetic appeal of his meal and the unforgettable flavors that came along with it. He leaves, knowing that if he visits again, he will surely request the same meal. 
Then we have the ravenous man. He sees the plate of food and instantly knows it’s what he wants. He picks up his fork immediately and digs in. Instead of taking his sweet time to taste every individual bite, he decides the best approach is to eat it as fast as he can. He can’t control how delicious it is, and how badly he wants to continue to devour it. The man finishes the meal in record time, and requests seconds. The waiters tell him that that was the last one for the night, and the chef had gone home. The man, feeling unsatisfied and hungry, asks if the chef made anything else. They bring in a slice of cake, and the ravenous man grins, and proceeds with it in the same way he did the meal prior. 
These two people, given the same opportunity have drastically different experiences. The man who savored his meal truly appreciated it in all its complexity. The other man didn’t have such luck. He acknowledged that it was a very decadent meal, but didn’t pay it the same respect. 
I guess what it all boils down to is respect and understanding of that beautiful, perfect body. I’m not saying the ravenous man doesn’t have the capability to see its perfection, but he robs himself of true appreciation due to a lack of respect and understanding of it. Remember the old rule, “observe with your eyes and not your hands”? Let’s say you were instructed to apply that to the beautiful body in front of you. The sight of the body alone should elicit your true appreciation for it, not the sexual urges you may get when staring at the perfection. 
If you can look at the body in its most innocent, natural, and rawest state, you’ve seen enough to truly appreciate it. If you’ve only seen the act that it puts on for observers, you haven’t seen its truly beautiful form. 
I’m not going to discount the superficial lust that we all still can be entitled to, but I will say this. There is a difference between a temporary, fleeting appreciation and a continuous appreciation. If it was temporary and fleeting, then you truly didn’t see the perfection, and that’s a shame. 
Inside every beautiful, perfect body lies an even more remarkable spirit and mind to be appreciated.