Beauty in it's purest form

Wherever you are right now, stop for a minute. Move to the nearest window. What do you see?
Is the sun shining in on you?
Is there a tree in the distance? Or a body of water?
Do you feel the breeze moving in through the open window?
Maybe it's snowing, or raining and the weather isn't "nice" but beautiful in it's own way.
That's beauty in it's purest form.
After the bombings in Boston the past week, I noticed a lot of people writing things on twitter like "I hate the world". Now look out the window again. Is it the world we should be concerned about or the people who live in it?

this is t-bear signing off