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I am, I know, I feel I am special and UNIQUE and different from all others, but so are you, so she is, and so they are….. So in the real sense is anyone really special or unique?? If we all SHARE that same quality
I just discovered yesterday evening that I am not perfect, it is so alarming, it is so disturbing, after 25 years of existence, after a thousand and one pieces of evidence, I found one flaw.
I was made like gold, through the furnace to evict all impurities, crushed in the crucible, like silver, all of me was evened out. The outer layer was finesse, the measurements infallible.
I lived 25 years in this perfection, each day finding new evidence to prove this. Yesterday I was casually in the kitchen busy being awesome, when reflexly my mind was brewing for the new evidence of perfection, this took a while longer than usual, and immediately I had this weird unfamiliar feeling, I have smelt it on people before….fear.
Fear that I might have run out of reasons why I am perfect, does that mean I am no longer perfect, then the , mind raced back, this fear is an imperfection, for it to come up now means it was built in me from the start…..wait have I just been dominantly perfect, with suppressed imperfections??
Then I talked with someone who unsurprisedly said “No one is perfect”
“….. and you are okay with that??!!”
“ its how it has always been”
“…… and I'm just discovering this after 25 years”
What else do I not know……who really am I??
We blossom and flourish like flowers in the field…. then wither …… then perish