From the moment that you were born you've been shown aesthetic perfection and told that you're nothing if not that, force-fed vanity by the media and its lies... and its lies. So you hide your heart and you hide your face, buried beneath six feet of mascara, building your life on one single layer of foundation. And all the while just beyond your sight : The face of love; compassion stares from behind the mirror. He weeps, for you are ashamed of the beauty He sees deeper, even deeper... the only beauty that matters... For everything of this world will pass away : is subject to decay. Look further... even further... even further... and you too will see what His eyes rest upon, it's you and that beauty is indescribable. Let it breathe. Let it breathe. Let it breathe. Let it breathe. Let it breathe... Go... Let it breathe. Let it breathe. Let it breathe.
