... musing from my flight and excerpts from hours and hours of Shantaram...

~ Khader's mafia did not deal with prostitution or pornography because both trades injure women and degrade men.
He took the moral high ground, even when all other mafia councils were cashing in on these profitable trades.

~ from the Easy Listening channel during the first leg: Neil Young, Joni Mitchell and more

~ yes, i'm sure it's true. similarly many women do things that isn't necessarily good for them. they gossip. they buy too many shoes. they bitch about other women. they care too much about what men think about them. they eat too little or eat too much. they have plastic surgery done. they identify more with their bodies than with their spirits. they...
i'm sure any 75% of a female population does one or many of the above, or many other things they are tempted to do for whatever reason when they know better than to do so.
But that isn't the population I will compare myself to to make myself feel better. Surely I do sometimes. But i try not to, it would be too easy. I identify with who I want to be. Where I want to grow to. With my Better Self, my Higher Self. That's who I want to project, that is what i want to define me. Not my Base Self. I have that. I was born with that. Yes, 75% of women or more don't intend to grow from their Base Selves, may not feel this growth as a goal in life. But why on earth would I compare myself to them? What's the good in it? Why is it even part of the discussion?

~ Beauty lies in people who shine and radiate positive constructive energy, beauty lies in people who love and care, who are true to themselves and their potential to grow.
Otherwise it is a beauty that strikes the eye rather than the heart, a beauty that sours if it isn't nourished by some goodness from within.
It's a distinction that seems to me so easy to make. Or do only women see this distinction in other women?
When beauty strikes you, which type is it? Or, which type do you want it to be?

From Shantaram again, in the words of a prophetic madman: Strong men create their own luck.