I've said it before and I'll say it again; no man is perfect.
Every man has that one thing, that one integral thing that defines his imperfection. It is evident in some but hidden in most.
Human beings don't like admitting to their imperfections. But in not admitting their imperfections human beings do themselves a great dis-service.
All our lives we strive to gain the highest respect in the eyes of those around us and in the process, hiding our imperfections relentlessly. But what we do not realise is that It cannot be done forever. One day our imperfections shall be revealed and on that day we will be unveiled for what we truly are: Human.
Being human is not necessarily a handicap even though it means existing in a state of perpetual imperfection. For it is in this imperfection that exists our true potential.
It is this imperfection that has, over the centuries, created the course of human progress, in which humanity strives constantly (despite the lackings embedded within it) to better itself and the world it exists in. Such imperfection is incredibly valuable; nay, priceless!
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