Ebbs

There is something beautifully romantic about water. It's form is so unbridled by common normality. There is no boundary to water and there is no regular way in which it moves. It is true to it's form - which is no form. Beauty isn't a form. It isn't what we see all over the place, it is that "thing" that catches our attention. Not catches our eye, it can be visually stimulated, but that is far too narrow. That "thing" can be a painting, a girl, or a billboard. Beauty has no form, it is fleeting - it changes - and that's why we love beauty. We love beauty because we love freedom, and beauty (like water) is free.