Do not be born ugly | Raja Alish

This is a page about the strangest problem in my life.. the problem of ugliness.. You can imagine the strangest man in the world.. the ugliest face you can encounter anywhere on earth to confirm to you that I am in front of you.. the constant bizarre joke.. the constant.. I am always the strangest.. the most horrible.. the ugliest. Ugliness is the idea completely dominating my life and feelings. I start from it and end with it, for it is the starting and ending point for me.. Ugliness is that black ash accumulated over all the atoms, aesthetics, and pleasures of my life, staining them with its dark gray color.. It is the black light that shines in all directions of my life, preventing me from clear transparent vision of things and people. In these pages, I will try to analyze the phenomenon of ugliness as I have experienced it myself, for no one in this world has lived ugliness as I have.. I feel its horrors and bloodiness as I have felt them. In my opinion, ugliness is like a sheet of transparent glass with many surfaces and angles, and I will try to present a comprehensive panorama from every surface and angle of this strange sheet, which emits black light in all directions of my life, poisoning it completely, and destroying its aesthetics.