What of the cosmos has made you? What is it of you that isn’t an innate beauty? How can any one person created from the sands of time be ugly, or something to turn away from? For, all life is of beautiful essence and all light carries within it all other shades of the rainbow. What drips down from the cosmos, of what some may call the heavens, is but itself- a beauty of immaculate incarnate. Whatever you wish to say, say it. Whatever you wish to be, be it.