Imperfections
Nobody's perfect and even if we would create an ideal perfect somebody (lover, friend or a mere sorbetero), still there isn't really that person whom we could proclaim "perfect".
I had this thought bothering my mind for the last few months when I had been evaluating and discovering qualities from people I know. There are those friends whom I thought have the same qualities as I do---those who think almost the same way as I do. Then I ended up noticing that even they eat their own words even if they criticize other people.
Then I also know this person with whom I talk about almost everything (and I mean everything)---even my deepest thoughts and philosophies about life and he would be so good in listening and saying his own side about the topic. It turns out that now that person is soooo consumed with material things, one of the qualities we have discussed before and which he also hated BEFORE. Just a few hours ago I declared that he is mega materialistic and close-minded.
Then I know this another person whom I thought is sooo deep when all of a sudden I notice that he has this FAKE side and that he gets soo naive by thinking he could fool us when actually, I was TECHNICALLY and SCIENTIFICALLY aware that he was merely creating his OWN GHOST LITERALLY. Excuse me, Sir, but, I'm not that dumb enough to know how a tape recorder functions.
There are many incidents in which I get turned off by the characteristics of some of the people I know. Even the people I thought are worth the respect would turn out to be a little bent and silly. Even the people whom I thought have a good view about some concepts would turn out to be people who eat their words (unconsciously and/or not) or people who still have those insufficient considerations about some topics.
And then I declared to myself: Anyone can have his or her own share of imperfections. We cannot look for a person which fits our ideals in a hundred percent. Nobody can be perfect. Somehow, we have to take into consideration that each of us still make mistakes and that all of us has his or her own flaws.
If there are flaws which should not be tolerated, then it's up to us to make action for it (tell your friend that his ideas are wrong, or tell your lover that her being too emotional doesn't help both of you, or tell the sorbetero that his scoop is way too little and that he should also wash his hands when he sells ice cream). But whatever we do, somehow, what keeps this world balanced is imperfection itself.
I had this thought bothering my mind for the last few months when I had been evaluating and discovering qualities from people I know. There are those friends whom I thought have the same qualities as I do---those who think almost the same way as I do. Then I ended up noticing that even they eat their own words even if they criticize other people.
Then I also know this person with whom I talk about almost everything (and I mean everything)---even my deepest thoughts and philosophies about life and he would be so good in listening and saying his own side about the topic. It turns out that now that person is soooo consumed with material things, one of the qualities we have discussed before and which he also hated BEFORE. Just a few hours ago I declared that he is mega materialistic and close-minded.
Then I know this another person whom I thought is sooo deep when all of a sudden I notice that he has this FAKE side and that he gets soo naive by thinking he could fool us when actually, I was TECHNICALLY and SCIENTIFICALLY aware that he was merely creating his OWN GHOST LITERALLY. Excuse me, Sir, but, I'm not that dumb enough to know how a tape recorder functions.
There are many incidents in which I get turned off by the characteristics of some of the people I know. Even the people I thought are worth the respect would turn out to be a little bent and silly. Even the people whom I thought have a good view about some concepts would turn out to be people who eat their words (unconsciously and/or not) or people who still have those insufficient considerations about some topics.
And then I declared to myself: Anyone can have his or her own share of imperfections. We cannot look for a person which fits our ideals in a hundred percent. Nobody can be perfect. Somehow, we have to take into consideration that each of us still make mistakes and that all of us has his or her own flaws.
If there are flaws which should not be tolerated, then it's up to us to make action for it (tell your friend that his ideas are wrong, or tell your lover that her being too emotional doesn't help both of you, or tell the sorbetero that his scoop is way too little and that he should also wash his hands when he sells ice cream). But whatever we do, somehow, what keeps this world balanced is imperfection itself.
