shreeya bajracharya and angelina jolie

we're all mortal. but they are deities. angelina jolie and shreeya bajracharya are mortals too. two religions. hollywood and bollywood. no. religion in nepal isn't like in usa. but something makes me wonder about idolizing. more precisely, idolizing women's beauty. even anonymous pretty women have some advantages, and some alienation. feet floating over the floor. the nepalese mortal deity has the fate of bringing bad luck to its husband. fatal consequences. and there are fallen stars, and all the privileges of fame disappear with the shine of the screen and cameras. another focus. we are all mortals here. but jolie wants to be angelina adopting some children to tell her if she is a mother or an actress playing mother. and she studies geography and history to not be accused of being alienated. a famous brazillian actress started a course of philosophy to not seem dumb to the public. smart decisions, don't you think?

i was watching tv. a semi educational channel. there was a program about suburbs and hip hop. the presenter was a black guy with a very ugly skin disease. i don't know if it was burnt skin or vertiligo, but he had huge light pink spots in his eyelids, cheeks, hands. very bizarre. but that guy had charisma. he danced with the bands that played in the program and talked smoothly. once i had a friend with a huge wart on her nose, as old witches are pictured. she could cut it out, she had enough money. but she liked it, as some kind of trait that defined her and didn't bring any other disvantage but her hypothetical ugliness. me, i worshipped her. but i don't know if i am able to smile without all my teeth inside my mouth

i was listening to some music. i'm fan of luiz gonzaga. he wrote a song about being a poor cowboy. he had few cows, but they were the prettiest of that location. and, within the same song, with the same tune, he sang another verse saying that his wife was small, but she was the prettiest of the location. woman beauty. critério de desempate. but i don't know if the first impression is one that remains or that appearance is the last matter to discuss.

perhaps i must punch my own face and see the results of my experiments outside the mirror.
because very ugly people can turn into deities too. scary deities. like michael jackson