“I like your Michael Jackson tshirt.”

My ears perked, my eyes removed their focus from her purchases, and my mind went sharp. It wasn’t a tshirt I would buy, but it made me very happy to see someone wearing a Michael Jackson tshirt. My manager and customer exchanged comments about the tshirt and Michael’s passing (and his recent death anniversary), and it broke my heart when the old lady said she “got all sad again” when the 25th rolled around. I didn’t say anything the entire time, and my mind was all over the place. I wanted to throw my hands in the air and scream “I LOVE MICHAEL JACKSON TOO! WE BOTH LOVE HIM. CAN I GIVE YOU A HUG?!” But, of course, I didn’t.

My roomate likes to surprise people — or me, at least. On my 20th birthday, he told me had a wonderful gift for me. He had it wrapped and it sat in our dorm room for about a week before I could open it. I’m not too fond of birthday gifts, so I really gave no bother to what it was. Honestly, I was more interested in hoping that my sister would show up with a copy of This Is It on Bluray. But, of course, that didn’t happen.

Then I was allowed to open the gift, and it was a wonderful gift — possibly the most wonderful gift a friend has ever given me. It was a framed copy of Thriller in vinyl. The record was his mother’s, and my roomie found it while cleaning out his family’s attic. I was shocked that his mother was willing to give it to me. I was even more shocked that I had it. I had it, the record that sent Michael into orbit (not that Off The Wall didn’t, but nothing will ever match Thriller). It was like history and power behind glass, and it was mine to gaze at forever. I told my roomie how fantastic I thought the gift was. I’m horrible at conveying my emotions, and I don’t think I’ve ever fully expressed how grateful I am for the vinyl. It’s a material possession I will treasure forever.

These are two examples where I’ve encountered Michael Jackson in the real world. For as large as a celebrity as Michael is, I’ve had very minimal interaction with his fans in real life. In fact, I only have maybe two or three friends who are legitimate Michael Jackson fans. I treasure those encounters because they love Michael Jackson, and I do too. I love to share my love for Michael. To see him embraced by my customer, an elderly black woman, and my roomate’s mother, a younger white woman, was very precious. It reminded me that Michael’s influence and art spanned across race and class. His art and life broke social barriers. He didn’t accomplish these social feats alone, but he certainly expedited them. I wouldn’t liken him to Dr. Martin Luther King, but it would be remiss to remember Michael Jackson only for his music.

The first black artist to be prominently featured on the dominantly white MTV was a loud shout to an America emerging from racial strife: I AM YOUNG AND BLACK AND I CAN BE THE FACE OF MAINSTREAM AMERICA.

Michael, along with many other important social activists and artists, paved the way for me, an Asian American, to be in America today. I’m eternally grateful for these giants.

I am entering my junior year of university and I have finished all of my pre-med prerequisites save for biology lab. I took calculus my first summer at a community college, and, note-to-self, I have yet to ask them to transfer the credits to my university. I plan to take biology lab in the fall of my senior year, and will finish off my major in theology these last four semesters. I would love to take up a second major in anthropology or sociology or a minor in film, but I believe I would be too late in starting on either major, and the classes that my university offer in film do not entirely entice me. Right now, my senior year will be very laid back, and I hope that I do not regret that; it’s a pleasure to do as you please, but it’s a bind to waste away playing Modern Warfare.

I have somewhat abruptly stopped volunteering at the hospital that I have been helping out at for the last year. It is mundane and clerical work, so I naturally have digressed. I have been intent on calling a free Christian clinic in the Milwaukee area to inquire about a volunteer post there. I would love to be in the company of a Christian doctor (even more, a bonafide Christian biologist!), and to experience medicine through that lens. I continue to be a part of Big Brothers Big Sisters, and each of my Littles from the past two years has left the school that I am posted at. This is a sad testament to the schools and parents in inner cities. Both of my Littles were premium children: Very well-behaved, and very courteous. If all of the “good” children keep leaving these inner city schools, of course the “bad” children will take over. Following that, the “good” teachers will go to where all the “good” children are. My experience with BBBS has allowed me a peek into the social constructs of inner city America. I’m certain that experience will be invaluable in the future.

I continue to be a part of the university orchestra, and I see no reason why I will ever put my cello down. She’s been with me since the 5th grade, and she’ll be with me until the joints in my arm and fingers tire. At that point, I’ll lovingly hand her down to a grandchild and share with him or her the legacy of my cello and of cellos and cellists that have passed. My cello, Rory, will outlive me, and I think that’s the beautiful thing about classical stringed instruments. They appreciate in value over time. My affection for the cello is also the origin of my affection for art. A great part of my pursuit of a medical degree is based on my perception of medicine as an art. I think I am an artist applying to be a doctor because I am definitely not a scientist applying to be one.

I have only shadowed my primary care physician once — and he is the only doctor I’ve shadowed. He expressed an interest in having me back, but for whatever reason I never contacted him this past summer. I plan to contact him again so I can more fully experience the workings of a PCP in a clinic. I’ve also been able to network to contact other physicians through friends. There is an oncologist and surgeon — both Christians — that I would love to shadow. I must sound neurotic or obsessive for wanting to shadow a Christian doctor, but you must understand: I have never been in the company of a Christian scientist (to my knowledge) since I’ve attended university. I think non-Christian biologists are the most frightening.

I am scheduled to take the MCAT in early September. My plan was to study the entire summer, but that did not happen; it is very different to study during the summer than it is during school. I’m hoping to finish up my biology review before the weekend, and then devoting the interim until the test to chemistry and organic chemistry. I will not review physics because it will be futile. I did not understand it in lecture, and I surely won’t understand it on my own; I hope that I can make up for my physics deficiency with my performance in chemistry. I hope I don’t have to take the test again.

I’m planning to take a year off before I apply to any schools. By year off, I mean I’ll apply the next cycle after I graduate. Although, maybe waiting for the second cycle after graduation could be a possibility, but only if I have secured a job in the medical field. With the extra time, I hope to work fulltime to pay off what I can of my undergraduate debts, continue to shadow doctors and gain clinical experience, hopefully obtain an internship in Bioethics with the local medical college, participate in a missions trip that focuses on teaching English in Asian countries (hopefully I will be able to go to Laos, my homeland!), and hopefully participate in a cost-effective archaeological dig somehow related to theology and preferably somewhere in the middle east. I originally planned on applying as a traditional applicant, but there are a few things I’d like to experience before I apply to schools. I would highly recommend putting off medical school if there are things you want to do in life yet. If you truly want to become a doctor, the chance will always be there. The chance to be 22, however, will only come once.

I think it will be hardest for me to receive a strong recommendation from a professor in the sciences. I wasn’t that fantastic of a student in my prerequisite courses (AB/B average, BC/C in physics), and I only attended office hours sparingly. I don’t have that strong of a relationship with my science professors, but I’ve identified two that I think might be willing to write a letter for me. I’ve yet to approach them. I do, however, feel very confident about receiving letters from faculty and professionals outside of academic science. This only strengthens the maxim that I am truly a nonscience premed. There’s scarcely a trace of hard science in my blood; I process and manipulate the discipline, but I don’t breathe it (though I did love organic chemistry and enjoyed the depth of biochemistry).

Before I graduate, I’d like to participate in some type of research in theology. It will be the last chance I have to participate in academic theology, and I don’t want it to slip by. I have a genuine love for the subject, and I’d like to be able to have some type of material to showcase my love. Perhaps my thesis will suffice, but I want more than a thesis. I want to integrate theology and medicine at some level. I’m very interested in the intersection of naturalism and theology. I often wonder whether we perceive God more supernaturally than we ought to, that God is more natural than we consider. One point of interest is worship and prayer: what happens anatomically and biologically when a Christian enters worship or prayer? What would those results mean theologically? It would ultimately add to the study of naturalism and spirituality, and I would be a very happy camper if I could add to that.

At this point, I feel that I am honestly only doing medically related things to gain a better understanding of what I am hoping to pursue, and also to put them on my application. My heart is elsewhere, but that isn’t to say that I don’t want to do anything medically related. Rather, I think I am building a résumé that displays what I believe a doctor is — that a doctor isn’t science through-and-through. I am a truly a nonscience premed.

I thought of this while eating my Chinese take out. It’s one day old and cold, and I think I like it that way.

Note: I wrote this nearly two years ago, and I didn’t leave any notes for me to expand on. What I think I was trying to ask was, “How far do we go to preserve or add procedures in order to attain a desirable or perfect outcome? I think I was thinking of the scientific procedure (PHEOC, haha). I guess it’s common sense, but it’s like someone studying the life cycle of different cells. We record and control the temperature and agar that the cells find themselves in, but what if handling them a certain way induced something that we would have never observed? It’s a stretch, even by scientific standards (even if that standard does allow for this extreme scrutiny), but it’s something I always think about when I’m learning science. What if Ernest Rutherford’s gold plates had caught themselves on his wool sleeve, and what if that had induced a certain characteristic that allowed for the deduction of his atomic theory? It’s clearly a stretch, and is probably a negligible detail, but I am fascinated by the possibility. Who’d have thought Chinese food would lead me to think of science?

This summer I’m feeling that buzz again. I probably won’t buy another month, but I want to so bad! Why?! What makes WoW so fun?

I think its the quests and the relationship you build with your character. That sounds incredibly geeky, but we all develop close relationships with nonhuman and nonliving things; I’d say I have a pretty close relationship with my camera and cello. When you develop an intimacy with a human analog, though, that relationship becomes even more intimate. My female Undead mage is around level 35 when I last played, and although she will cap at level 85, I see her as limitless, as someone who can make and be a difference in Azeroth.

In addition to the character, people spend so much time in WoW because we want life to be like that. We want defined goals that we will spend our entire life chasing, and we want to believe that we are and can make a difference. Even when we hit our “cap”, we will still want to look for things to be accomplished. We want to continually make ourselves better and to discover new ways to make ourselves better. Then when we do get better, people want to be like us and so they look for ways to get better. Imagine if gamers could see the world as they do WoW; that’s an untapped potential in a demographic so looked down upon. If we can see and enjoy life as we do WoW, we’d be unstoppable. If we could do that, Azeroth and Earth might be a very different place.

Note: Since writing this, I have exhausted my 10 day trial for the WoW expansion pack, Burning Crusade. Surprisingly, I didn’t spend the entire 10 days logged into Azeroth, but I spent more time than I normally would with any digital game. Sometimes I wish I had played WoW during high school or some other time when I had less care and responsibility.

Also, I think it’s a shame that our society looks down on gamers. We muzzle our disbelief behind muffled laughs when we hear about someone who expresses themselves more openly over the internet. I do not discredit the notion that this is unhealthy, but I don’t think it’s something we should shame. I think that form of expression is something that we shouldn’t necessarily inhibit, but cultivate and redirect. If the people who do find shelter behind a computer screen could unleash their creativity and passion that they pour into the internet into the real world — gah! That would be overwhelmingly beautiful and incandescent. The world would never be the same! Gamers ftw.

Tom Brady was drafted in the 6th round of the 2000 NFL draft. If you don’t understand the draft or football, you only need to know these two things: 1) Tom Brady is arguably the best quarterback in the NFL¹ 2) There are 7 rounds to the NFL draft, 32 slots in each round, and finding a talent — a legendary talent, nonetheless — in the 6th round is a steal (a very good selection considering the slot the player was drafted, and the player’s talent) and VERY hard. Like many drafts, the NFL draft can be a crapshoot, but the Patriots did right in 2000.

Peter King, a writer for Sports Illustrated, published in his Monday Morning Quarterback column that Tom Brady had only one gripe about his career thus far: he was drafted in the 6th round.² If you still don’t understand football or the draft, you only need to know this: being drafted in the 6th round means that 32 teams passed on choosing you to play for their team at least 5 times. According to Peter King’s expose, this was Tom Brady’s only gripe.

Hearing Mr. Brady say that this was his only gripe had to mean something, and, of course, it does. One of the greatest quarterbacks to have ever played the game was drafted in the 6th round. In more accessible, albeit trite, terms, Tom Brady overcame the odds. He is inspiring.

What does this mean for me and you? Sure, Tom Brady, an athlete with exceptional gifts and talents, overcame the odds and made a career for himself in the NFL, but what about us? We aren’t Tom Brady, but that hardly means we can’t do as he did. This is an extreme example, but if you’re set up 90 metres behind in the 100 metre dash, will you give up? If you give up, you lose. If you still race as if you were in parity with the other racers, you will probably still lose, but you’ll have exhibited an exceptional spirit and attitude. That spirit and attitude is inspirational; it is vital in overcoming any odd. That spirit and attitude is habitual of the excellent, and practiced by the world changers. That spirit is Spirit, and that attitude is Attitude. Tom Brady has that spirit and attitude. Do you?

Note: Peyton Manning, Tom Brady’s “nemesis”, was drafted in the 1st round, the second slot. I like Peyton better than Tom, but I should also mention that I like Peyton’s brother, Eli, even more than Peyton.

The top image is a capture of Tom during the scouting combine when NFL scouts run the draft prospects through drills to get a better feel for their attributes; the photo is almost humiliating, almost like a shame on top of the shame of being drafted in the 6th. The bottom image is a capture of  Tom overcoming his draft slot, and winning, as of writing, 1 of his 3 Superbowls wins.

1. I actually think Peyton Manning is the best, but the two are nearly interchangeable for the title.
2. I wish I could find the column, but it escapes me.

At one point, I went to the bathroom while I let the program install. It was taking forever. In the bathroom, I thought to myself, “Maybe the trials are just trashy. Maybe I should just buy the program.” Of course, that’s stupid, but if I had the bank, I would have purchased a $99 program out of frustration.

I think that’s what a lot of rich people do, and it’s really easy to see why. If you can (possibly) bypass the frustration with money, and money isn’t an issue, you’ll most likely pay up. I know I would have with the video editing program, and, beyond that, a new and faster laptop.

When you have to be resourceful with your money, you are forced to be more careful. With the video editing programs, I’m forced to test them and run them. With the laptops, I’m forced to research them and read reviews. With new clothes, I’m forced to decide whether suspenders and a new cardigan are really necessary at that time (and whether I can find them at a cheaper price without compromising the look).

Maybe you are more diligent with your income. If so, you are a rarity, and I envy you. If I ever become rich, I’d like to safeguard myself from these situations. I’d like myself to donate a greater portion of my income to charity, church, and other humanitarian services. I’ve read about living a reverse-tithing lifestyle (living off of 10% of your income, and donating the rest), and I find that very attractive. I don’t want to be a slave to money, materialism, and consumerism because if I had the bank, I’d be buying Michael Jackson memorabilia like whoa.

I never know how to feel about my dentist either. My dentist looks at my mouth for about 10 minutes, while the nurse or hygienist spends the majority of my visit violently scraping away at the boundaries of my oral cavity. When I visit my dentist’s clinic, all I expect is to be told to floss more regularly.

I never floss regularly. Even before beginning to work on my mouth, my hygienist commented that she could tell my gums were unhealthy. She further commented that, as she worked, there was a lot of bleeding; healthy gums do not bleed. She said that my gums suck, and that I have gingivitis. My brushing was commendable, and I could have the most beautiful pearls in the world, but what does it benefit me if the frailty of my gums lose them? Then my dentist, claiming not to be a man of numbers, further demised my ability in caring for my mouth when he informed me that I have at least 14 small cavities between my teeth.

I have to take care of my mouth everyday. Duh. It sounds easy and trivial, but this is something I suck at. It’s not too different from America and her citizens’ health.

I never get any praise when I floss in the morning and use my anticavity paste at night. You won’t get any praise for avoiding McDonald’s angus third pounders or Taco Bell’s new $2 deal.¹ Maybe it’s not entirely getting praise, but then it’s entirely not seeing immediate results. American desires dictate immediate profit. So I missed a night flossing — I’m not dying, so it’s alright; I’ll pick up tomorrow. So you slipped and ordered the number 3 from McDonald’s — you didn’t die after the meal, so it’s alright; you won’t order it next time.

Taking care of my teeth means not seeing immediate progress. Taking care of your health means not seeing immediate progress. Progress isn’t always immediate, and if we continue to expect progress to be immediate — even in the slightest — we will remain stagnant, and perhaps even begin to digress.

1. The new Taco Bell deal is absolutely absurd. How are you going to start selling Doritos at a TexMex?

Lydia Paek

www.youtube.com/watch?v=OBC71mevRAI

Lydia used to (or still does?) dance in a crew. I like her more for her singing and her personality, but she is also a pretty ill dancer. I think she is Korean. She is somewhat vocal about her faith in Jesus which I find incredibly attractive. On multiple accounts she has attributed her talent and gifts to God.

Worth Watching: Medley with Andrew Garcia and Dancing with Victor Kim

Youtube Channel: JUUKKES

Cathy Nguyen

www.youtube.com/watch?v=F5OUXGmA04A

Cathy seems to do a lot of collaborations with other Youtube artists. I think it’s smart that she does that. She has a nice voice, but I think she is lacking as a stand-alone artist. She adds a lot to the group or duo when she collaborates with someone else. Like Lydia, Cathy is also a professing Christian which, as mentioned with Lydia, I find very attractive. She has a couple of Hillsong United covers. She is also pretty, I think.

Worth Watching: Hitting on Cathy and Knock You Down cover with Andrew Garcia

Youtube Channel: lilcdawg

Kat Badar

www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWUfvSVAMyE

Kat is a bit of a mystery. I’m not sure what ethnic group she is from, but I am so sure that she has a powerful voice. It’s quite loud, but I think it needs to be. Her Youtube channel recently underwent some sort of overhaul, and a number of her older videos are gone. She did this cover of a Michael Jackson/Beyonce mash-up of Beat It/Sweet Dreams, and, even aside from the illness of the remix track itself, Kat did some amazing vocal work on the cover. I was most impressed when she hit the little bit where Michael sings, “no one wants to BE deFEATed” (emphasis in caps); that part, I think, is very hard to hit in a powerful singing voice. Unfortunately, that video is gone.

Worth Watching: Down cover and Halo cover in a restaurant

Youtube Channel: katbadar

AJ Rafael

www.youtube.com/watch?v=45hJQx2Ujq4

I remember first watching AJ when I was youtubing some Disney songs. AJ does a very nice job with Disney medleys. I also remember watching a collaboration he did with Emily Elbert (a fantastic non-Asian Youtube artist). I would identify AJ as the most technically gifted individual of the bunch that I am presenting. He is quite technically skilled in music. He also has a showman’s personality and presence. You can see some of that in the other videos I link below. He does a lot of wild things with his hair. I think his sister does too. His sister dances.

Worth Watching: Replay cover with Andrew Garcia and JR Aquino and Disney Medley at FAP 09

Youtube Channel: ilajil

Kina Grannis

www.youtube.com/watch?v=7036E-Ngww8

Kina, from what I understand, made it big through the Superbowl somehow. She just released her studio album, Stairwells, an ode to her playing music in the stairwells during her collegiate career. She is part Japanese and part (I love this term) European mutt. I think if you have a Caucasian/Asian mixed baby, you’re nearly guaranteed a beautiful child. It sounds shallow on my part, but I swear to you I am not. The thing I like most about Kina is her intimacy. At the end of her videos she has a cute way of doing shout-outs. I might call her the Asian American analog of Taylor Swift. She is also, I think, very pretty. Her voice is very relaxed and soothing. It doesn’t make you feel lazy.

Worth Watching: White Winter Hymnal cover and On the Radio cover

Youtube Channel: kinagrannis

Kevjumba

www.youtube.com/watch?v=BBwFqudGac8

Kevin is hilarious. His M&Ms video is HILARIOUS. I don’t know why he is hilarious. I like his videos a lot. He is very real, and has a good head on his shoulders. He is using his celebrity on Youtube to donate to charities. I think that’s what you need to do if you are a celebrity. You need to use it for more than yourself. I also like his novel approach to videos. They are chill. He is my age. He collaborates with his dad a lot which I think is sweet and hilarious. I think Kevin is Chinese.

Worth Watching: Michael Jackson and What We Hate About Each Other

Youtube Channel: kevjumba and jumbafund

Wong Fu

www.youtube.com/watch?v=vC_ycDO66bw

Wong Fu productions is high quality. I think they speak out very well on the Asian American experience. They do a lot with film production, ranging from music videos to short features. I think if Asian Americans make it to the front of American culture, it will be through creative media, and I think Wong Fu is one of the forerunners. They are very funny, and their videos are high quality. I remember I used to want to be them back in high school. Their Yellow Fever video was the first one I ever saw, and I loved it so much because it was sort of true; it was a nice play on a generality.

Worth Watching: I’m Yours

Youtube Channel: Wong Fu Productions

HoyMadapakaX

RJ was my roommate from my freshman year in college. I can’t really recommend any videos or put up a highlight that I like because I can’t find some of them on Youtube. We did an ill “cover” of P. Diddy’s I’ll Be Missing You at the beginning of the year. I sang in falsetto and he rapped to his then-girlfriend about how he missed her. I thought it was creative and cute. He created a number of videos in our room while I studied. RJ is Filipino.

Youtube Channel: HoyMadapakaX

IronicSentiment

www.youtube.com/watch?v=tEz6Myb1l1U

Jay was my Resident Assistant during my sophomore year in college. On the second weekend of school, we went to dinner and then decided to cover Taylor Swift’s Love Story with my roommate. It was great and a lot of fun. I remember conversing with him and my roommate about the Spanish O’Donnell’s, a creative Youtube group on campus. He remarked about how we need more creativity on campus like the SODs, and I think Jay is right. His Youtube channel isn’t as extensive as the other Youtube artists I’ve linked, but I don’t think that’s any knock on him. He’s a novel guy that is quite busy entertaining his residents and occasionally working toward his degree in Biomedical engineering. Lately, he hasn’t been as active on his other social networking accounts which saddens me. C’est la vie. Jay is Korean.

Worth Watching: Advice to Incoming Freshmen and A Cereal Romance

Youtube Channel: IronicSentiment

Beyond this list, I’m certain there are other Youtubers I haven’t discovered yet. Even beyond Youtube, I think Asian America has leaders ready to spring forth into the American spotlight. These people represent, in some sense, leaders, but they probably don’t think of themselves that way. When a leader is noticed, the leader is only a leader if he or she is doing their action or duty as if it meant nothing. They perform as leaders because that is what is demanded. It is not mediated. I think a leader recognizes his or her celebrity, but will not meditate on it. They simply do their job the way they are trained and best know how. That’s what makes them leaders.

I love being Asian American.

If you are truly happy, then you are not making a mistake. Do what you are happy doing. I’m wary to say, “Do what makes you happy,” only in that makes, in that phrase, is deceitful. “Do what you are happy to do,” I think, delivers a more intimate and true relationship between joy and occupation.¹

I know that if I didn’t love school as much as I do, I would be in New York City — not Milwaukee; I would have two cases — one for my clothes, and one for my cello — not a backpack and duffel bag; I would own Dvorak’s Concerto in B Minor — not the 5th edition of Organic Chemistry; I would sit in the streets, alleyways, and under the bridges playing melodies and harmonies to compliment the urban symphony — not in lectures or labs.²

Have you discovered your gift, your passion? The two are more closely related than you may think. You will love your talent because it is what makes you different. It is what makes you special. It is what separates you from the crowd, the diamond from the earth, and the comet from the stars. When you, cherie d’amour, discover what you were especially made for, you and I will share in something beautiful.

I remember writing this after watching the trailer to Michael Jackson’s This Is It. Seeing how happy Michael was with his work inspired me. Great talents are there to inspire others, so that we might find our talents, so that we might inspire others.

Post note: I realize I may have not used the French in my title correctly. It’s pretty, and that’s all I really care.

Pictured is my angry little sister. She clearly has not identified her passion and gift in life yet. There’s still lots of time left, so I am hopeful.

1. Ultimately, it’s probably a trivial detail, but if you really scrutinize between makes as a consequential preposition and are as an essential proposition, it seems a vast discrepancy.
2. For the life of me, this has been my biggest struggle at undergrad: Balancing my passion for theology against my passion for a career in medicine — and then in the mix there is the dream of dropping out of school altogether and being a street musician.

I am not much of an outdoors man. I very much prefer the confines of urban life: The asphalt paths majestically paving through towers of glass and metal, the littered walls of apartments that convey and capture the attitude and personality of its inhabitants, the idea of feng shui operating almost as if to connect the aesthetic beauty of the outdoors (of which I will never deny) to the secluded barriers of living spaces. I scoff when people place nature on a pedestal levels higher than the indoors. I will secede certain victories to nature, but I will never fully succumb to it. Sometimes I just really love being inside.

For as much as I have shared on how impartial I am to nature, let me suggest something beautiful: That nature isn’t as beautiful as it can be. In the Christian tradition, suppose that the Fall of Man has scarred life ever since. This means that nature is scarred. This means that the nature that we believe to be beautiful is scarred. This means that nature, before her scarring, was perfectly beautiful.

So, if you are unlike me and are passionate for nature, do you cherish the thought that nature can be more beautiful than it is? One day, it will be, and yet, even in that day, we’ll be attracted to something much more beautiful.

Image from sigourney destyni through Tumblr