In the eye of the beholder

Here are some I took out in the real world, so these are things that I thought were beautiful at the moment.

^ Love the ducklings, Demon!! <3
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- white marble dissecting table in the anatomical theatre of the Archiginnasio, in Bologna. The memory of that room is burnt into my head more than most things, it felt there like in my mother's womb.

nice pics, poke! can you provide any background on your first one, it is quite intriguing.

It's a monument in old San Juan.

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- white marble dissectingg table in the anatomical theatre of the Archiginnasio, in Bologna. The memory of that room is burnt into my head more than most things, it felt there like in my mother's womb.

That is a stunningly beautiful room, wooster. I've just spent 20 mins looking at other images of this building. I never knew it existed before. Thanks for this. I love very old, very beautiful buildings.

I just spent 7 days on a retreat at a monastery. On their site, these monks are reconstructing a Cistercian monastery chapel from the 1100's, built in Spain. The building was purchased, dismantled, and the stones shipped via 17 freighter ships, by William Randolph Hearst in the late 1920's. But then the Depression hit and he never rebuilt the building but willed the ancient stones to a Benedictine monastery which just in the last 15 years has raised sufficient money to start the reconstruction.

To stand under stone arches of a chapel built in 1180 AD... to put my hands on these ancient stones and feel their history flowing into my body... to be alone in a vineyard standing under the arches and hear only the whistling of the wind and nothing else as time felt like it was standing still... to hear the chanting of the monks off in the distance(the real monks) as I placed my cheek on the stones of a column, and imagine I hear the monks of 900 years ago singing the same songs from scriptures... well, I understand your reference to feeling like you were in your mother's womb.

Yes, there is something magical about standing in places of time like that. And in beauty like that.

I feel like to appreciate beauty, there has to be some kind of emotional response going on. Therefore, everyone who answered I think is capable of real, pleasurable emotions.

For me, I tend to appreciate beauty I imagine, or see in the everyday scenery cause it will remeind me of something. I feel like, I tend to imagine beautiful image after beautiful image, they overlap and before I know it, the world seems like an intense and beautiful place.

This is going to sound corny to some.
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I have seen on this site, some very beautiful posts. Not sappy, sucky, needy, week posts, but sincere posts.
I personally find them profoundly beautiful. Honest stops us. It has a Power on its own. It takes the breathe out of a room and makes it all pause. I think it deserves a moment of appreciation. Things that take a moment of pause are often beautiful I find.
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Beauty.... the night sky being redish-pink instead of the regular blackish. The look in my childrens' eyes as they discover something new. The goofy smile on my guy's face when he's studying Star Wars or the zombie apocolypse. How the beavers play in the flooded creeks near where I grew up. A pasture full of longhorns grazing peacefully. Summer sunsets.

In short, I see beauty in nature, and in people when they're found in their best moments.