What would we all do if we were all perfect in a perfect world?
Do we all then look alike?
there would be no need then except for one hairdresser;
one clothing store
no need for architects
cookie cuter houses
one political party
no drug addicts
no need for counselors
we are all perfect!
What a boring world that would be if we did not have the misfits, the outliers, the prisons, the crooked politicians, the shame that we were born into a none perfect family, world. Not to have a choice even when we make bad choices; not to be confused and lonely at times…shaping us into better selves of the unself.
We talk of ego…then we must talk of id, the child in all of us. However it is the superego that pushes us to dream of reaching our fullest potential; to become selfactualized. We are so sure we must improve; what if there were no need to be anything but what we are at the one moment we know we have to live…the moment we are in…the next is not a given.
We are born with that “crack” , that imperfection so that life would have meaning and choices. Our minds grow from using the brain cells, by creating, and by wondering what comes next and what is right for us.
Are we all broken? Yes, to some extent. Can we “fix” it? Not to perfection because we need that crack to peer through to the next great opportunity to make different choices and different worlds.