Beautiful

Although there do appear to be a few basics, to me incredible beauty isn't really much a quantity of definitive or classical aesthetics. It is, in nearly each time that I chance to experience some thing or some one, and without apparent control or choice, that I see and feel something new - regardless of familiarity.

It is nearly inexplicable and really seems to have little to do with some constancy of expectation or visual uniqueness. It is more about me, I suppose.

Hmmm... Say a sunset was one of those with 'god-rays' streaming out in shafts through the clouds in purplish-orange. You know, the grand illustrated kind; where you imagine God telling Moses to lead his people out of Egypt. And say, every day, it was the same sunset.

Very soon, I wouldn't think it beautiful.

Protasis:

If you happen to have a dollar-store kaleidoscope, and the cardboard tube gets stuck...

Apodosis:

Turn it hard, because it is far better to risk breaking it, than to keep staring at the same thing.