I believe perfection doesn’t exist.
I believe perfect is impossible
But I believe that despite all that, perfection must be pursued.
Perfection isn’t universal in the sense that there is no concrete definition. Every individual has their own understanding of perfection as it is formed from our own hopes, our own dreams, and our own desires. We all hold different ideals and that changes what we call perfect. Some may see the world as one where everybody should be equal and that everybody has a collective responsibility towards each other.Others may see perfection in a society that serves the individuals and only exists to feed their own self interests.
Perfection is universal in the sense that everybody understands its scale. That everybody understands its immensity and recognizes its grandeur. No matter who you are, we will look at perfection in the same light – as something greater than ourselves.
I believe that we must all walk the path to perfection, a path that has no end. To walk the endless path, means we are able to travel a limitless journey. A journey so boundless, that it can extend as far as the universe itself. The path towards perfection is so open ended and interpreted that we can imagine it however we want. It gives us the freedom to do whatever we can with no restraint. When one travels the path of perfection while perfectly understanding its futility, they are able to do so without burden. There is no rush through the path because there is nothing to rush towards. Whether you run or walk, there always will be more experiences ahead. It allows us the opportunity to enjoy our journey through the world.
I put faith in my ideals because it gives me purpose. I know that that faith will be betrayed one day, I really do think so. But I do it because if there is even a slightest chance that I am mistaken and that perfection really is just around the corner, I want to be able to invest in that chance. Perfection is just so perfect that to miss out on that chance would be too great a shame. Perhaps a small part of me wants to continue to believe in coincidence and continues to hope that there is perfect in the world.
In my own quest to attain my ideals,I have felt the stress and anxiety. I have experienced my share of doubts, fearful that I may be straying from what I once believed. However, I was able to overcome this by submitting myself to the impossibility of true ideals. By recognizing that what I was working towards was truly an impossible dream, I felt the weight on my back lighten. People’s expectations no longer haunted me when I realized that on the path to perfection, I could choose my own pace and had control over my actions. Perfection was what I defined it as and other people could not control that.
I believe in perfection because I don’t understand it. I chase perfection because it appeals to me. I choose perfection because it is perfect. I embrace perfection because it is absolute.