Have you ever wondered why it is so important to see each other? I mean not to get acquainted, to share some feelings, to get in touch with the soul of the others but just to see him, to look at him face to face? Maybe the eyes cannot lie or because words are mistrustful but everything leaves a mark, a slight trace on our face. I actually doubt it a lot. The importance of good looks, attractiveness, charm, appeal, glamour or at least the proper outer appearance...Who doesn’t, at least a little bit, want to be beautiful, pretty and everyone to worship him? However, there are people who cannot even pass the so called standards of “ordinary” or “acceptable” looking. So what should they do? To change their appearance through plastic surgery with so many risks and dangers for their health and even if everything turns out successful after all the money, efforts and despair they should bear the mocking and insults of the others that they are not “natural”. The other opportunity is just to accept themselves with all their flaws ad blemishes but to subject themselves to the ignoring of the “blessed” or just to an unnoticeable existence.

Is there a dilemma “pretty and dull or ugly and intelligent”? What is the chance for the second? Our sole reality is flesh, blood, visual perception. Maybe there is a world, somewhere else, where soul, goodness, wit are what really matters but it is not our world. We live in a world where matter and substance is everything; we are utterly engrossed in it.

Yet in Greek mythology the view of equality between our outer and inner worlds exists. The ugliness is assumed as a trial, a hardship or a penalty. The physical imperfections are considered as signs for some kind of cruelty, hatred to life. Even in some interpretations in the Christian religion it is alleged that everything aesthetic and beautiful comes only from God and everything that is a deed of the devil is only ugly and disgusting. In addition, there are so many sayings such as “the face is a mirror of our soul.” or “the beautiful face is a silent recommendation.”

aybe you would say that there is no ugly or beautiful person and it is a matter of individual perception, of the whole presence of the actual person and that everything is fleeting. However, there are certain standards, probably not written but explicit - the proportions, the fine complexion.

We could forgive a beautiful person for almost anything. What would be your reaction if a man hit you in а crowd in the street and when you turn around and see that he is incredibly handsome and young or a man of average age, bald and slightly plump? It goes without saying. Beauty brings smile, worship, admiration and delight. We are utterly helpless before allurement and loveliness. We could just remain astonished by the overwhelming magic of nature.

And what remains for me - the abominable and ugly. Am I doomed? I believe and fervently hope that I am not. I conceive that my only opportunity is just to live and dream that I will change and I will overcome the self-odium.