Is There Beauty in the World?

i make myself look at undeniable beauty. And i'm just the the voice of it is, it doesn't matter what you do, you are going to feel phitty. You're sitting there closing your eyes, contemplating something deep in the hopes that you'll be filled with lichanorgasmic rush of pleasure and peace. It's obvious when you're doing something that you usually enjoy, or you're looking at something that you would usually think is beautiful, and you're getting either anger or just sort of like, a depressed shrug. Ie, found myself mad atittlike i could be mad at the sky right now,. Like i'm i look at im like the transient nature