Sunday, June 30, 2013
on the mystery of faces
There are faces that are beautiful abysses.
Science thinks it has things figured out. That the effect of a human face has its cause in strictly biological -- reproductive -- function. Duck feathers and nonsense!
A friend has described me as (accused me of being?) "romantic and hallucinatory." That sounds about right.
So for me, the mystery of a face is an infinite symbolism, a true magic, and a suggestion of the impossible-possible.
The mystery of a face is like the texture, color, and ghostly presence of an untouchable and geographically dubious aurora borealis -- a swirling plasma of significant energy, a hue of the uncertain, an interweaving of magnetic sympathies.
The mystery of a particular face is a reason to persist against the darkening of time.
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beautiful feeling and beautifully described
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