These are pages 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 meet anywhere on earth to make sure that you see me in front of you.. the ever-strange laughter.. the ever-present.. I am always the strangest .. the most terrible.. the ugliest. Ugliness is the idea that completely controls my life and my feelings. I start from it and end with it, for it is the starting and arriving station for me.. Ugliness is that black ashes accumulated over all the atoms, aesthetics and pleasures of my life, dyeing them in a dark gray color.. It is the black light that radiates in all directions of my life, preventing me from seeing transparent and clear things and people.
In these pages, I will try to analyze the phenomenon of ugliness as I experienced it myself. No one in this world lived ugliness as I experienced it.. I felt its horrors and bloodshed as I did. Ugliness, in my opinion, is like a prism of transparent glass with many surfaces and angles, and I will try to present a comprehensive panorama from every surface and angle in this wondrous prism, which emits black light in all directions of my life, completely poisoning it, and destroying its aesthetics.
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