Controlled Vs. Focused

Like everything else on earth, beauty is not manufactured.
A beautiful voice can never be manufactured. It is natural. It is priceless. It can never be bought. It's either you're born with it, or not.

But for some reason, the one who is born with the voice seem to have the harder time recognizing and appreciating the very quality that makes the voice beautiful.
We find ways to make it beautiful. We think that true beauty comes from our blood and sweat.
Yes, you work hard to reach perfection, but in the end perfection happens when you decide to trust. And just love.

I've been thinking about this lately. True beauty can never be duplicated. And whenever it is duplicated, somehow it becomes ugly.
Fake.
Superficial.
Just another...
material.

But we get so selfish whenever true beauty becomes recognized.
It will either be used or destroyed for selfish ambitions.
Why? I don't know. But it seems to be our endless cycle.
Isn't what we have enough to love?

I was thinking about the beaches in Malaysia. How much I cherished the memories of me sipping on coconut juice while gently being blown by the ocean breeze.
Yea, well guess what the government did to the beautiful beach?
They decided to tear down the beautiful beach and build a mall right by the flattened beach.

for money.

Just another cycle.


BUT, not all is hopeless. There is still true beauty here on earth.

There must be.

Cabbage Wabbage