The lion is the most noble and graceful animal to walk our earth. His face is beautiful to admire. His powerful look comes from his powerful jaws. You would never question his ability to tear the flesh of prey. It is because the muscles and bones of the face have magnificently developed that, hush, the lion sleeps tonight.
What stands out amid the distractions? It's the boy's smile. The teeth traverse the lips. The upper lip covers the gums. His broad smile, seen from any angle, is not merely captivating but functional. Facial proportions affect sleep.
Dorian Gray conceded his soul to stay beautiful while his portrait bore his age and sins. There is danger in vanity and seeking false beauty. The superficial cannot supersede the sincere. You would be as said Shakespeare in Hamlet, "A face without a heart."
He was of the Earth. His teeth, worn to the bone. "Who are you? From where did you come? I have never seen anyone like you." I still remember the day I came to know another way of life, as I look to my Eskimo friend.
Parting the lips, like splitting an atom, commences a conflagration of devastation.
Who would you guess in this picture does not sleep well? The interpreter? The colonel? One of the elder Indians? I surmise it's the person with a weak jaw, twisted spine, turned hip, and bent knee who stands unbalanced: the colonel. Bad posture equals bad sleep.
Symmetry is beauty. Symmetry is function. Symmetry is sleep.
Life is not a melody. Still, in this life, we choose the music we wish to play. The young girl's grace of posture is indescribably beautiful. Sitting is as natural as walking and it can be healing. Each time we sit, we have an opportunity to heal or harm. Which will you choose?
Breathing, like a torpedo, should neither be seen nor heard.
There once was a queen who gave birth to a prince. She sang to him, rocked him and cradled him, and thanked God for the miracle of him. She did everything for the little boy. Everything, that is, except close his lips and stand guard beside him through the night. It is from these beginnings that life's greatest successes and disappointments are foretold. And so goes the tale of how a queen took a child and made him old.
You should know better than to open the door to strangers. The milkman is particularly nefarious as he bears milk from a bottle rather than a breast. The ease of calories weakens the jaws, opens the mouth, and malforms the face.
It has been in front of you all this time, yet you have been blind to its influence. It is the passage of air and the bestower of beauty. It is the nature and destiny of Man. It, the single most important bone in the body, is the maxilla.
It is remarkable how small forces over time shape the bones of the body. The golden lotus was the most prized of bound feet in Chinese culture. Look in the mirror and smile: one's golden lotus is another's golden jaw.
There are decisions you make alone. There are paths you take yourself. Look into the future and see the light that shines there. Let it burn you with the potential of tomorrow: if only you could see. Today I walk into the light and the knife of an MMA (maxillomandibular advancement).
What is beauty? Beauty is not a mystical, irreducible quale. Beauty is developing the way nature intended. Are you beautiful?
Thousands of men on horseback pursued him, but he was a spirit runner. He was reared to run while holding a mouthful of water. He ran tirelessly in a trance-like state under the searing desert heat. In this way, against all the odds, Geronimo and the last band of free Apaches fought, survived, and evaded capture for decades.
The great escapist Harry Houdini made a pact with his wife: if contact after death was possible, the first one to die would send the other a message. For ten years after his death, she tried to get in touch with Houdini every Halloween but never received a reply. It's a bittersweet reminder that we live once, but if we do it right, once is enough.
The Three Commandments
Tongue on the roof of the mouth
The notion of an apple a day keeps the doctor away has been with us since the 1800s. What is it about an apple that bestows its timeless benefits? Is it the fiber and antioxidants? Perhaps it's something altogether different: the hardness.
There is a struggle in every human heart. Dr. Jekyll lost hold of his kind and decent self to the nasty and brutish Mr. Hyde. Realizing that one cannot separate good from evil, the doctor takes his own life to rid the darkness within him. There is a Hyde within all of us and how we endure him will define our lives.