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.
The book “Filthy Beauty of Inelegance” by Vincent Triola and Terry Trueman is a collection of essays and poems that explore the concept of beauty in its various forms and manifestations. The authors challenge the conventional notions of beauty and ugliness, revealing the hidden elegance and grace in the seemingly mundane, grotesque, or imperfect aspects of life. They use humor, irony, sarcasm, and insight to examine topics such as love, hate, death, dreams, lies, truth, friendship, family, religion, politics, art, and literature. The book is divided into four sections: Simplicity’s Hideous Inelegance, Filthy Beauty and Love, Beauty’s Truth, and The Virtue of Hate. Each section contains a mix of prose and poetry that reflect the authors’ personal experiences, opinions, and observations. The book is part of a series called Just Weighing, which aims to provide honest and provocative perspectives on various issues and themes.
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.