Late at night I sometimes think very deeply about the world around me, and the philosophical ideologies of the people who inhabit this planet. If this does not interest you, then feel free to stop reading, however this is a very intriguing notion I have happened across tonight and one I think will help open your mind if you give it the opportunity.
tl;dr: Perfection is subjective.
We all aspire to be perfect based entirely on own individual perception of the world, and of what exactly constitutes perfection. Take a moment to realise however, that opinions vary and never will they all align. Now, apply this knowledge to the original statement, and realise that the very idea of perfection is a flawed logic. You have spent years developing your own preferences and ideologies surrounding perfection based on your own life experiences and encounters. The very definition of perfection is ambiguous. You will undoubtedly have your own opinion of what perfection is, however people are unique and we all have different experiences and encounters on which we base our definition of perfection. Therefore, your idea of perfection may contradict my own opinion of perfection, and vice versa.
With this in mind, riddle me this: why do we as humans obsess with changing elements of ourselves in a bid to match our own idea of perfection? One day you may actually become your own definition of perfection, you may reach the pinnacle of your idea of who the perfect person is. Yet on that day, you may look around and realise that your idea of perfection is unique only to you, and that to everybody else including those who matter most, you remain imperfect.
I will never condemn somebody for bettering themselves, but remain aware that each change you make will likely count as a success to some, and a failure to others. Make sure the changes you are making, are for the benefit of the people who matter most, not just vainly for yourself.
I guess this ties in with the philosophy of living for someone other than yourself. Selflessness is one of our greatest gifts; when we die, we are only remembered for the things we did for others, and the impact we had on other peoples lives.
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tl;dr: Perfection is subjective.
We all aspire to be perfect based entirely on own individual perception of the world, and of what exactly constitutes perfection. Take a moment to realise however, that opinions vary and never will they all align. Now, apply this knowledge to the original statement, and realise that the very idea of perfection is a flawed logic. You have spent years developing your own preferences and ideologies surrounding perfection based on your own life experiences and encounters. The very definition of perfection is ambiguous. You will undoubtedly have your own opinion of what perfection is, however people are unique and we all have different experiences and encounters on which we base our definition of perfection. Therefore, your idea of perfection may contradict my own opinion of perfection, and vice versa.
With this in mind, riddle me this: why do we as humans obsess with changing elements of ourselves in a bid to match our own idea of perfection? One day you may actually become your own definition of perfection, you may reach the pinnacle of your idea of who the perfect person is. Yet on that day, you may look around and realise that your idea of perfection is unique only to you, and that to everybody else including those who matter most, you remain imperfect.
I will never condemn somebody for bettering themselves, but remain aware that each change you make will likely count as a success to some, and a failure to others. Make sure the changes you are making, are for the benefit of the people who matter most, not just vainly for yourself.
I guess this ties in with the philosophy of living for someone other than yourself. Selflessness is one of our greatest gifts; when we die, we are only remembered for the things we did for others, and the impact we had on other peoples lives.
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