Everything Fell Where They May

I keep saying that I know there is more. I know there is. I say this often enough that even I roll my eyes and say, “not again with this,” and still, I have to say this anyway.I know there is more out there for me. I know there is more to life and I know that at minimum, there is more than the common items that glimmer like gold. I know there are more things out there to see and there is more for me to say and do.I know there is more out there than commonplace beauties, which are socially graced and picked first or noticed because of a greatness that is either flesh-based or surface level.I know there is more.There has to be. There has to be more than figures and shapes, sizes and sounds, colors, and somehow, beauty and beautiful things have to be something more than this. . . .I know there is more to this.True and natural far beauty is bigger and greater than anything which has been brought about by popular demand. I do not subscribe to the typical and nor do I define beauty as…