! ! That Ugly Man..

Who can forget- if and when you’ve seen him - that student whose whole face and body language shout at you the demand, ‘Hate my ugliness! Tell me that I’m right to hate myself! ’ That man, of whom it’s said that once a lady saw, as standing right beside him, golden Apollo alive himself? .. Who can know what tricks gods play on us; or who, of humans, devotes their whole life to play out this charade? And how deeply does this ‘ugly’ man believe this to be his own self? A living human parable perhaps: here to remind us just how much we yearn for, know of, that eternal truth whose face is beauty; is, ourself.