Friday, May 6, 2011

laughing at the sky

perfectly imperfect -that's an oxymoron- you know two words put together that don't quite fit.

perfect  (per·fect)
1. conforming absolutely to the description or definition of an ideal type: a perfect sphere; a perfect gentleman.

imperfect (im-per-fect)
1. of pertaining to, or characterized by defects of weakness: imperfect vision

so i guess this means that one is being the absolute best at being human (?)

we have all heard "in a perfect world...."
there are perfect numbers
 Bo Derek was considered the perfect 10
you have the perfect couple and the perfect game and the perfect lawyer and the perfect crime and the perfect book and the perfect plan
and you can imagine how all that looks-

but to be imperfect means there is a flaw, a weakness - something less than desirable- it's that flaw that makes us human, makes us ask questions. why? to understand and influence our environment, to explain and manipulate phenomena through science, philosophy, mythology and religion-to make us better or in other words- perfect

in all that seeking and asking and wanting to know we forget to live in the moment and we miss so much


“When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky” Buddha

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