The idea that the condition of the soul emerges as the body ages horrified and fascinated me.
I was 16, and spent hours comparing the pained compassion in the face of Christ to the cynical corruption in the face of Judas.
At the same time, the Picture of Dorian Grey caught my attention.
I read and re-read the novel until I was sure that I understood Dorian’s sin.
Dorian had innocently made a choice that lead to spiritual destruction and the hell of a lifetime of compulsive self alienation.
I concluded that innocence and guilt are twins, and that there is no such thing as perfect beauty.
These are my thoughts as I brush out my hair and check my face for the status of the past.
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