The experience of beauty has always been something of great interest to me. It may seem like somewhat of an ambiguous subject since many classify it as a subjective thing, but there's just something so vividly real about it that fascinates the hell out of me. I've had strong experiences of beauty in real life before, but a few nights ago I dreamed of mountains with colorful twilight clouds behind them. The feeling that the scene gave me was euphorically amazing, not very comparable but better than sex or an orgasm imo. Sights in real life have given me this euphoria before too, and the experiences were so seriously significant that I can't help but wonder where this feeling is coming from. It's not really a sexual feeling at all, it's more of a powerful ethereal bliss in the mind, hard to pin point really. I guess my question is how is it that certain colors and patterns that the eye produces from environmental stimuli (in this case light) trigger such a euphoric response in the mind? Was there some sort of evolutionary advantage to experiencing beauty? Could it just be an enjoyable neurological accident? Is it experienced more for personal reasons? I'm interested if anyone else has had a strong experience of beauty and why they think they experienced it. Anyone know of any research attempting to explain this phenomenon? |
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