Looking For Sign's

I have found myself to be insubordinately intrigued by the unbridled theory dubbed astrology. Could it be true that in a room of 24 people you do not stand alone, nor do you stand unique? Well, either can be true. I digress. Within the realm of astrology, there lies 12 signs which everyone belongs to. Each person is structured in a fashion that is relevant to their signs' traits. These traits compliment one of the other signs in the room in a way that that it could become the greatest matromony or the atrophy if placed incorrectly. But what happens when the two signs are placed incorrectly? The ignition of the relationship is compromise, one of the loveliest things about this world. Compromise unnoticed is also one of the painstaking feelings in the world. So with that said, I shall delegate this weeks homework: Find yourself, and only then willl you find others.

Preface

Similar to how sweet the taste is after you have a cookie and took a swig of the most bitter coffee is parallel to the idea that when you approach a situation a certain fashion is exactly the feeling you will get out of it. The affinity between a sweet preface and a sour situation. How much does a prefaced perception have on a preceding situation. Take a bitter coffee for example, alone it leaves your tongue dry and flavor less but if you were to eat a warm chocolate chip cookie before that then your palette would be coated in this sweet taste deeming this experience. Perception is only what you make of it. The same goes for situations in the workplace and those in your personal life. If you allow a bitter taste to saturate into irrelevant experiences then that's what you're going to get out of it. Cookies anyone?

Beauty And The Beast

I'm sitting at an angle of an outdoor cafe downtown where I'm surrounded by people, architecture and glamorous stores but I can't help but question the many facets that make something or someone beautiful. Is there a true aesthetic behind beauty? Is there a predisposed area of our brain that was instilled to filter the ugly from the beautiful or has the evolved vanity mannequin swallowed us whole? The question has a direct correlation with nature vs nurture since so many of us seem to understand what beauty is but can be a world of difference between 2 different people.

Self-Portrait

As humans, it's only natural to have a preconceived idea of who a person is, which allows us to break down barriers of questions for our own benefit, but what is it about a woman that makes men so quickly classify them? Are we all doomed at one point or another in our life walking billboards? I speak from experience when I say women are more like the depths of a Mattise than a distantly beautiful Monet.

Brush up on the art of women, men.