Beauty’s Path

Paradoxes Chapter 1: The Filthy Beauty of Inelegance

Beauty walks the razor’s edge, someday I’ll make it mine. ~Bob Dylan

The ugly may be beautiful, the pretty never. ~Buk 

Simplicity’s Hideous Inelegance 

Ugly and beautiful, rich and poor, right and wrong, good and evil: ad infinitum goes the enduring, fragile illusion that lures with simplicity. The billionaire daydreamer punches the keys for the billionaire who owns the keyboard, churning visions of big houses with fancy cars that follow the dreamer from cubicle to beater to tiny apartment, making clear the delusion of the now. Someday is coming…

In the meantime, wisdom’s clear path twists forward to the girl with the most perfectly photo-shopped ass sculpted at all costs to match the breasts to fit the best selfie angled properly, attaching to the most positive-thinking head focused on life’s good proven by selfie adorned profile claiming, “Seeking the good in all things to make positive change,” letting you know the depth of this person much the way she knows your depth in the vision revealing your rise to life’s challenge, fashioning yourself in the billionaire illusory clay that molds you through rush hour, round the clock, out of exhaustion’s thicket to stand on the tree felled by you for the billionaire so you can be the alpha dog barking at the pack needing your leadership, all in the someday coming…

In the meantime, life is not all struggle to be the best one can be, for the promised path to that billionaire palace winds with an understanding, clear to the willing, discerning the proper, correct lane paved with good, while evil gravels the unpaved. Just follow the road with faith, for this is the reality of the someday that judges individuals based on their ability to overcome the odds, to rise like Jesus from the grave to save all, to be diligent, motivated, and loyal, even when these values appear enforced only for you. Fight the evil that pulls you from the good and righteous path to billionairehood by jailing the wrongdoers, killing the murderers, firing the ineffective, and silencing questioners of the road. This is the way from the burning forest! The path to freedom to spend with family, friends, hobbies, Teslas, and luxurious homes. The path to love, happiness, and, most of all, truth.

Simple is the elegant path moving ever forward to all life’s beauty in the willingness and can-do spirit that is the moral and proper way to becoming the billionaire, evidenced by the countless self-made billionaires who all by themselves trudged the same road to that someday…