Perfection is having spent a lifetime trying.
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Updated 5 years ago,October 16, 2020
I am far from complete.
I am an unfinished manuscript, collecting dust on a forgotten shelf.
JACK REDGATE
I am merely half a canvas, splattered paint that is yet to be a masterpiece.
And thats okay with me.
Why would Iwantto be complete?
That would mean the world was done with me.
I have not been sculpted to perfection yet, my fine details are still to be sketched.
I want the world to take its time with me.
Teach me lessons that will shape me into the final version of who I am to be.
I care very little for immediate perfection.
Life is about living.
Trying and learning; never failing.
Failing suggests that nothing came of it.
There is always a purpose, always a lesson to be learned.
This obsession with perfection will only cause you pain; I speak from experience.
I, too, wanted everything,now.
I almost demanded it, trying to manifest it at my feet.
But that is not how this works.
If you believe that is the unquestionable truth, you will not live.
Seeing lessons as failures will only fill your life with frustration and misery.
Perfection is only attainable when our manuscripts are complete.
Perfection is within that finished masterpiece.
To live is to try.
Trying is the meaning of life.
Because we are human.
Humans are not perfect.
We are never always right and mistakes are what make us individuals.
Your soul is a constellation of imperfections.
Imperfections that resulted from a lifetime of trying.
Perfection is when you have learned and absorbed every possible thing that life had to offer you.
This is me being dedicated to trying.
Trying to learn from those sweet imperfections I am committed to loving.
This is me trying to enjoy the process of my chapters being written.This is me trying to live.
