[INFP] Random Snippets of Beauty

[Anew Leaf]

This thread will be dedicated to random pieces of beauty that I stumble across. Most of it will be pictures and music that I find.

To start it out here are frozen bubbles in a lake:

 

[Anew Leaf]

And a few shots of space because astronomy is one of my favorite subjects.

Messier Object 45, the Pleiades: (My personal favorite)

And a shot of our Galaxy swirling past us:

 

[Anew Leaf]

The movie, The Fountain, is one of my favorites. Mainly because the music is so beautiful. Nothing is greater than violins.

The continent I most want to visit:

One of my favorite animals:

 

[Totenkindly]

You must be looking at the same news feeds I am, I loved those pics too.

I haven't seen The Fountain yet, but I love Aranofsky's work that I've seen. There's a beauty amid all the dark, in terms of things struggling to be true to themselves and either emerging from the imprisoning chrysalis or dying by not emerging.

 

[Anew Leaf]

And the lifeblood of many INFPs: Poetry!

e.e. cummings:

if everything happens that can't be done
(and anything's righter
than books
could plan)
the stupidest teacher will almost guess
(with a run
skip
around we go yes)
there's nothing as something as one

one hasn't a why or because or although
(and buds know better
than books
don't grow)
one's anything old being everything new
(with a what
which
around we come who)
one's everyanything so

so world is a leaf so a tree is a bough
(and birds sing sweeter
than books
tell how)
so here is away and so your is a my
(with a down
up
around again fly)
forever was never till now

now i love you and you love me
(and books are shuter
than books
can be)
and deep in the high that does nothing but fall
(with a shout
each
around we go all)
there's somebody calling who's we

we're anything brighter than even the sun
(we're everything greater
than books
might mean)
we're everyanything more than believe
(with a spin
leap
alive we're alive)
we're wonderful one times one

and:

i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you

here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart

i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)

And W.B. Yeats:

HAD I the heavens’ embroidered cloths,
Enwrought with golden and silver light,
The blue and the dim and the dark cloths
Of night and light and the half light,
I would spread the cloths under your feet:
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

 

[SilkRoad]

I love Yeats, and poetry generally!

 

[Stanton Moore]

Poetic genius is the rarest thing.

 

[Anew Leaf]

This is what I see:

When I look at this:

 

[Reverie]

Oh beautiful! I tend to always see a placenta in trees

and in placentas

and I love Yeats too.

I would also like to share this with you all