If Beauty is the goal, then who is the beholder?
"Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror" - Khalil Gibran Shouldn't we be our own beholders? Mirror Mirror on the wall, who is the fairest of them all? In this case, does fair mean white or most beautiful? When I stumbled upon this question, I found it to be equivocal because, for the longest time, beauty has been equated to white. White is beautiful. Beautiful is white. Doesn't seem so equivocal now that I think of it. We have been subjected to society's scrutiny for some time that we would rather be beautiful than happy! Why can't we have it both ways? Our actions and intentions have been based on the perception of others and how people see us. We would much rather be beautiful than intelligent. We would much rather turn heads than turn minds. Why strive for beauty, when you can strive for brilliance? Why do we care about what people think when it comes to beauty? Why can't we just accept ourselv