I guess what I'm saying is that to my way of thinking, beauty is a subjective thing. What I find beautiful, you may not. Maybe you find beauty in chaos. Maybe that's why you like that end of the mystical spectrum. On the other hand, maybe you don't. Some people find beauty in mathmatices. Mathmatics give me a headache.

To me, there are as many different realities as there are individuated consciousnesses who think in terms of "realities".