I think of things, and wonder if they are things I shouldn't think. Always questioning now. Seeing beauty in the world around me, and feeling guilt in seeing the beauty.

WTF is that? What is the answer to that? I cannot find an answer to that. No matter which way I look, the games and words are spread around me that lay a blanket over what is right or wrong. HAH, even though I know in my heart what is right or wrong, beauty can still be the temptress, and at the same exact time, be the love, the truth, the wonder, of living in the material.

There is no answer. There is no right or wrong. There is merely a joining of relationship that both parties feel as 'right' and true. Or violated and wrong.

How to look at it? To look at it in the physical perfection of beauty, the physical perfection of mastering the material?

Or, is that the way of the fallen? How they became trapped in the material, unable to rise above the seduction of the physical world?

Maybe, as an out, they instead try to solve the question as to how to live both at one time; fully spiritual while fully physical.

Are we supposed to grow beyond that seduction? Or, are we to embrace it?