That makes us imperfect. The ability to choose gives us a sense of dignity if we choose the better, but a deep sense of shame for choosing the worst. The ability to make choices and learn from our mistakes is what makes us human.
"How can we be just in a world without mercy and merciful in a world without justice?"
see by looking at that and then looking at my describton and if you looked at the world you would find that everything has some kind of flaw no matter how small or insignifcant.
everyone has a different idea of perfection........ example.....when we choose a mate.....someone that i find wonderful and ideal, someone else may find horrible and totaly wrong
"we are the music makers, and we, are the dreamers of dreams"
Lol..the whole point of description is that its a representation of 'reality' whatever that is. So you can never describe perfection. However, yes the word everything is most probably the best suited word; but a word is know by the company it keeps so it depends what you perceive everything as, and no doubt its finite if analysed by a higher order of consiousness. Another option is that nothing is perfect, so perfection exists in nothing, but thats silly because nothing can exist in nothing.
So in our mind or what we think is perfection makes perfection, but to others it may not be so its imperfections, then is it all but just how we judge to make things be what they are? If so, what is reality but just something thought in our minds?
I believe that you should all watch The Last Samurai, for those of you without access i'll tell you why. Two men have a conversation early in the movie wherein one of them tells the other that a life spent searching for a perfect cherry blossom would not be a wasted life. Later in the movie in his dieing words he sees a bunch of cherry blossoms some of them blowing in the wind and falling down. He grabs the other man and says "they all are perfect." This is how i feel about everyone and everything. I know this begs the response "but if everyone is perfect then noone is." 2wo plus 2wo will always equal 4our (just using an example not looking for a time that it doesnt) it's a perfect equation just as 1ne plus 2wo equals 3ree. and so on
i see perfection in people all the time. it makes me fall in love. the cherries blossom even though they aren't their. im not dying so eventuslly i realize that, and it fades away.
"Wht cry for those that often cry? Instead, help them smile, and smile for those that smile."