“For everything in this journey of life we are on, there is a right wing and a left wing: for the wing of love there is anger; for the wing of destiny there is fear; for the wing of pain there is healing; for the wing of hurt there is forgiveness; for the wing of pride there is humility; for the wing of giving there is taking; for the wing of tears there is joy; for the wing of rejection there is acceptance; for the wing of judgment there is grace; for the wing of honor there is shame; for the wing of letting go there is the wing of keeping. We can only fly with two wings and two wings can only stay in the air if there is a balance. Two beautiful wings is perfection. There is a generation of people who idealize perfection as the existence of only one of these wings every time. But I see that a bird with one wing is imperfect. An angel with one wing is imperfect. A butterfly with one wing is dead. So this generation of people strive to always cut off the other wing in the hopes of embodying their ideal of perfection, and in doing so, have created a crippled race.”
― C. JoyBell C.
As I was watching a short film today I started to think about how many people want to achieve perfection in order to become ”someone” in the eye of the society.Is it possible to achieve perfection?I don’t really think is my business to answer this question, but in my opinion I don’t believe it’s possible. No one says that you can’t excel in something, because you can,but talking about being perfect and having no flaws is another thing.
If you don’t do mistakes and learn from them where is the fun? Well,maybe is nothing great in being wrong or that’s how it seems. I really think that we are not perfect for a reason. Why not actually work hard to achieve something instead of being “type perfect”,have a boring life,get whatever you want every day,being unhappy.That’s my idea of a flawless person,a person who does everything to please others but doesn’t stop to think about what they actually want. A person who lives ruled by society like the beautiful apple rotten inside. A deeply uhappy person.
So…now I am asking: Does perfection mean happiness? Certainly not. We need to make mistakes in order to grow, learn,develop. We need to be imperfect .Why? Just because that’s what makes life beautiful.We need to be right and wrong, get hurt,be happy,cry,have flaws.That’s how it feels like to live.Perfection feels like a dream and that’s how it should remain:a dream.Those dreams that you have when you sleep.Life is so much more than that and humans are so much more than prototypes.It’s beautiful to have flaws.If we were perfect everyone would be the same.Where is the difference,then?Nowhere.Just boredom.I know a quote that fits here:
“If you´re lucky enough to be different from everyone else, don’t change.”-Taylor Swift
That’s how we are:beautiful in our own imperfect way.Actually,by admiting that we are not pefect and creating our own life in the way we want,we become “perfect” in our eyes.I think this is what matters.Being perfect in our own point of view even though we have flaws and make mistakes.
Here is a video (sent by a very good friend of mine) that inspired me to write about perfection and rediscover myself,because I always wanted to be perfect.Now I realize that actually I don’t need it anymore.Just to be myself and give the world the best I’ve got in spite of people that judge me.