In total avoidance of a tedious situation, I was driving to get ice cream today and daydreaming about stuff... and I was hit by a revelation. Wishes may be the most beautiful part of a persons' essence. I think the purity of a wish is almost akin to Innocence found in the newborn child. The concepts of Innocence and Experience (William Blake, et al) are ideas that I follow. I thought about it a lot and it seems to me that a wish may be the closest we can come to pure Innocence, after Experience.
I find stars beautiful. I visualize a wish as something pure and bright, like the light from a star. A real wish, a true wish that comes directly from the heart and soul and mind together is absolutely beautiful, an amplified reflection of the persons' true and pure self.
What a good day to be alive.
