Good Looking From Far Away Yet Far Away From Good Looking

Good Looking From Far Away Yet Far Away From Good Looking

Have you ever noticed how some things are good looking from far away but still manage to stay far away from good looking? This is not about pretty or good-looking people. Although that may be the first thought that comes to many people’s minds. Rather, this is a view about many other things that we regularly see in the world.

Many people find the rain to be both very beautiful and very relaxing. Psychologists and psychiatrists alike have made tape recordings of it to give to people in order to help them soothe themselves and feel better when they are upset.

Sitting on a front porch or in an open window with a steaming hot cup of coffee (Or perhaps another refreshing beverage of choice) while the rain pours outside is actually a past time in many rural areas. While the very thought of doing this may bore some more active people to tears, it is in fact, a very relaxing time.

The lightning strikes put everything in a strange new light, giving mere glimpses at what surrounds the observer. Putting everything in a new light often helps the casual onlooker to see things as they really are. Many people come away from the experience with a better understanding of just how life can pass us by and how extemporaneous our efforts and our lives really are.

The thunder belies the weaknesses that we all share, but increases the awareness of the safety of our surroundings. It gives the observer a sense of comfort in many subliminal ways that the conscious mind has a difficult time comprehending.

This time allows people who are unable to work in the weather, a moment to converse and to reflect on the goings on around them. The sound of the rain falling on everything and the sounds of the water dripping, intertwined with the sound of running water playing lightly in the background is conducive to great conversations.

Many a great plan and conquest have come to life under just such circumstances as these. The time to think, mixed with the soothing sounds, encourage people to be creative and to think about things in a different perspective. This forces the creative side of the brain to come to life.

That same rain is quite different for those people who are unfortunate enough to be caught outside in a storm. The same rain that has been so soothing now seems to take on a life of its own. It pelts the trapped with an almost humanlike anger and ferocity.

The person left outside is rapidly transformed into a wet and dripping shadow of their former self. The cold takes over very rapidly; no matter how tightly the victim wraps them self, the cold will envelope them. It continuously creeps in until it takes over. They are now forced to look at their humanity from a position of weakness.

The hapless soul is quickly reminded of their own mortality. They are reminded by every beating rain drop of how weak and incapable they are against the superior forces of nature. They quickly come to realize that the natural elements have no mercy at all.

The same lightning, which gave to others, glimpses of hope and of fleeting moments in time now become ominous and threatening. Each flash teases them, daring them to try to find a way out of the dark and the cold. The light lasts only long enough to blind the victim when it is gone. The person lost in the fury of the storm must often struggle to make very little progress towards the safety of shelter.

Each flash in the sky carries with it a threat. The threat of being struck by lightning during a storm is very real. This is just one more reminder that the lost wanderer is still only a mere mortal and subject to mere chance and unforeseen circumstance that is beyond any control.

The thunder that seemed to be so gently rolling across the fields and the hills before, now seems to chase the person who only wants desperately to find some comfort and safety. It follows closely behind them, encouraging them, forcing them to move on in their blind and confused state of anxiety and discomfort.

What before only seemed to be a gentle rumble is now an ominous roar that constantly tracks their every move! It seems to laugh at them and tease them as they make their way uneasily through the darkness. The elements combine their forces against this hapless creature, creating feelings of insecurity and a sense of urgency only to be somewhere else.

Beauty, like so many things in the world where we live, is subject to opinion and perspective. The main factor still seems to be which side of the glass you are looking through. Many people do not understand the fear and anxiety of others. They freely scoff at the ideas and beliefs that they do not understand. Many people have never been trapped in the storm and felt its wrath. Try imagining for once, what life must be like on the other side.