What if perfection was a burden?

Suddenly you want to be a demigod, perfect with no errors, to gain applause and the praise of men. As beautiful as that may be, reaching perfection comes with its own consequence and price. It's an error when men perceive you to be a demigod, they expect you to keep being the god and shun the aspect where you're first man. They watch over you closely hoping you never err and you suddenly have the responsibility to feed the cravings of staying blameless, denying your man nature - which is the gift given to us mankind.

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When we desire perfection, we sacrifice the beauty that grows out of imperfections. We carry on ourselves a burden that gets heavier as the day goes by. We erase so much ink that could have formed the part of us that enjoyed the beauty of gradual growth. Humans were never made to be perfect, it's what distinguishes us from God, but as we seek that which was never part of human nature, we bring upon ourselves doom and redundancy that never existed. Life isn't about society, it's about us, the journey and the beauty that lay on the part of self discovery and when we shun them, skipping the steps, we only rest on old and weak woods.

Freedom comes from being true to ourselves. Free the ego you protect and allow yourself to be human. Enjoy the beauty of failure and embrace the adventure of self acceptance. What if perfection is a burden? It will make you miss the freedom on the path that's free of judgment.