Perfection is an arbitrary construct
There’s only one direction — growth — and that is all that matters
Perfection is death, it is finite, it is the end, it is the betrayal of growth
Perfection is an elementary delusion about the ever-transient ever-changing nature of reality
As individuals – we inherit this fundamentally delusional ideal of perfection from others – by picking an arbitrary benchmark, dubbing it perfection – then indulging in perverse fantasies about it
When instead of changing and evolving you seek to BECOME, and become perfect — you create a distorted, twisted monstrosity
This is the corruptive nature of fantasies
Corruptive nature of delusion
Corruptive nature of dissolution
What happens first when we marry to an ideal is we lose our individuality
Individuality is spontaneous changing and unravelling and discovery of the self
It is destroyed when we cease this beautiful transformation by fixing ourselves in an arbitrary model
This is the reason why so many of those PERFECT PEOPLE are so terribly bland and devoid of true character
Even their individuality is fake — an icing on the cake of fake perfect image
And so is the individuality of their believes
And the individuality of their lives — false idiosyncrasies
This is the reason why beyond certain level of competence — “improvement” comes at a detriment to individuality
To perform better you must be a better robot
Think a sportsman or high ranking corporate worker or a politician
There comes a time when you must choose between other people’s standards — and your own vision
And the moment you choose the latter — you are instantly out of the game
You’re out of the game which supported your (false) sense of identity
On your own, just like when you were born
As you can see: it’s easier to be a will-less little robot — then it is to be on your own
And when you continue worshipping the false god of other people’s perfection and fantasies — you become this perverted abomination
You become the workoholic sick “hustler”
The plastic surgery freak
The insecure petulant little rapstar baby
A fool on a stupid boat with stupid guns and stupid bikini models
You become your own caricature
…but it’s not so difficult
There are two choices
or to CHOOSE SOMETHING ELSE
and the latter is still the choice of CHOOSING some PERVERTED IDEAL…and letting it pervert you
or choosing nothing at all, just a bland, will-less existence
but you don’t have to choose either of the latter, because you can just CHOOSE YOURSELF
to go your own path
be your own measure
and make your own perfection