Beauty, energy...

This is a wisdom I've been considering, contemplating and seeing as true for quite a long time now.
Here goes:

Those who are unable to see beauty, are unable to see energy.
Beauty is energy.
Everything, from the solid to the abstract, is a manifestation of energy in whatever form.
To see, feel or otherwise sense the beauty of something merely means that you are so attuned to that energy form that in a way it manages to "call out" to whatever sense of yours that energy managed to be sensed by.
And in that moment of realization, that moment of the sense picking up on the energy and you knowing what it is and that it is good, in that moment you conceive it to be beauty.
That moment can last a fraction of a tenth of a second, it can last a lifetime, the length matters not in this context.
And the beauty can be that of a woman who catches your eye, the composition and flow of a sound, the mathematics behind a complex but flawless formula...

On a sidenote that's still so relevant that it could just be an intregral note to this wisdom, I can also add that beauty comes in many shapes, sizes and forms.

And to wrap everything in this post up, I'll point out that beauty, as concept, is universal.
It is not bound to time or space, if there is life there is the concept of beauty.
So, beauty might very well be one of the purest forms of energy that exists beyond the purest, prime energy from which all energy transfers to other forms.

Some simple wisdoms...

Sometimes, great satisfaction comes from little things.
Just cleaning up around the house will take energy, but at the same time it can provide a lot of energy, in a different way.
Energy which ends up inspiring and driving someone to undertake greater things.
This is a general wisdom, widely known, but in modern days it often becomes a forgotten wisdom.
And no, I'm not going through a "goodie-two-shoes softy"-kind of phase, I still tear ass, I still like women and a beer every now and then... well, I'd like a beer right now, and then another one.... but I've been cutting down on alcohol and other things.
Because I needed to get back into shape, for myself.
And still need to.
I just didn't recognize myself anymore, in a way.
And at moments like that, we can use that boost of energy that we get from the little things.
Cleaning house, working out, reading a good book and taking time for yourself....
It all makes a difference in how you take on whatever life throws at you in a day.
I'd almost say that those things are therapeutic, but then I'd have to punch myself in the groin and recite some stupid girly-poem... long story, but let's just leave it at that I don't intend to ever do that.