Symbiosis of Perfection and Beauty

I wonder what it is, sometimes, to have beauty. Is it perfect physicality or perfection of mind, or both. Perhaps it is the unifying of both ends to make a stronger strand of human. That brilliant two-ply line that quivers and shakes but does not break when pulled. Wrapping it around your finger you can tie it in a knot in an attempt to keep it secure, but the process of time only causes it to tighten to the point of painful suffocation. The finger dead, you must cut it off, losing more than what you originally had.
Sometimes I try too hard for perfection and forget the benefits of an imperfect reality. Room to improve, hopes of betterment, and a mutual camaraderie with my fellow man. Perhaps perfection is a symbiotic relationship rather than a state of being. We can not actually be perfect without each other, without God or Christ, or depending on your world view, simply a being greater and more pure than oneself. What ounce of chance do we have even dreaming of aspiring to this position of spiritual liberation on our own. After all, one must have a liberator to be liberated. You see, perfection has a comparative quality, its candor often overlooked by way of the prideful self-serving mind. Naively we believe perfection is a state we can achieve through trial and error, eternal life, or death. All of these self manifestations, all of these venues for achievement, inherently wrong. Off putting, perhaps, but truthfully, perfection is only attained through another perfect being. Seeing as we never start there, we can not EVER achieve it alone.

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