Patrick Brown Posted December 5, 2011 As I hold onto my masculine side I see the beauty of my feminine side. In seeing the beauty of my feminine I can see the beauty of my masculine. Knowing these things I learn to see the beauty in all. Thus knowing beauty one knows the self. Without an appreciation of beauty one will become confused. Confusion is born of knowing and not knowing. A child has what they need. Holding fast to the mother/farther never lost. The great pretense is ever lost. 1 Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
Marblehead Posted December 5, 2011 I like that. Thanks for sharing. Share this post Link to post Share on other sites
