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The Problem With Perfection
We see this all the time when we look at the people at the top of their field.
Once they even get close to perfection they loose all interest in it, they start to become depressed and what they thought they wanted turned out to be nothing more than a phantom.
Perfection is the end.
Once you are perfect there is nothing left.
Therefore the definition, in my mind, is perfection is the end of growth and the inability to grow.
If we were truly perfect or if life was truly perfect, there would be nowhere left to go.
Nothing to explore, nothing to live for, no changes, and we would not even notice we are perfect.
If all we have ever known was happiness, for example, if sadness did not exist in our mind, then how would we know we are happy?
We would loose the appreciation for everything we have.
It’s the journey to perfection, the growth to becoming better, that fills us with pride and joy, but reaching the destination would be horrible.
Imagine, for example, getting a perfect score in darts every single time.
No matter where you throw the darts you always score perfectly.
