There can be no doubt beauty is extrinsic and intrinsic. The beautifully sculpted person and the depth of flesh show this shallow but powerful force. Beauty draws us, gravitating us around, nearly blind to what lies beneath. Inner and outward differences reveal an elegance manifesting in all things. The dancer's motion and the gory ruins of the accident, the thin line separating the hideous from the beautiful. (If you reached this link looking for an article, that page is now in this book. Thanks.)
Simplicity’s Hideous Inelegance
Beauty’s Path Uncle Walt, Father Abraham, & You
O Evil You
The Beast of Perfection
Filthy Beauty and Love
I Don’t Know if This is True or not?
Fat, Ugly, Good Listener
Friendships End in Myriad Ways
Opposites Don’t Attract
Heroism Project: How Getting Old Impacts Our Writing
Who are you –– really?
Whispering In The Confessional
The Virtue of Hate
We Know, Now, Who Ratted-Out Anne Frank
Dreams of Death
The Most Important Things You Must Recognize
My Friend Mary Randlett
The Truth of Lies
Still Wondering Why Mom Hates You?
Take Your Zoloft
John Lennon Learned the hard way that when you die, your sales spike, HUGE...
Descartes is full of shit, Jordan Peterson’s an ass, & we’re all Locutus
A Master-take on Beauty, Filthy & et al.