a beauty in all my imperfections

imperfect perfect

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“There’s a beauty in all my imperfections and he’s the one who holds them up for me to see.”

 

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Crazy/Beautiful

 

 

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“A person who has good thoughts cannot ever be ugly. You can have a wonky nose and a crooked mouth and a double chin and stick-out teeth, but if you have good thoughts it will shine out of your face like sunbeams and you will always look lovely.”

 

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The Twits <Roald Dahl>

 

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“الجمال لديها الكثير لتفعله مع الطابع

Beauty has a lot to do with character.”

 

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Arabic proverb

 

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advice imperfections inspire

 

Imperfections are interesting.

 

 

Far far too often we use imperfections to point out those things we so flippantly refer to as ‘flaws.’

 

And instead maybe we should refer to imperfections as “beauty marks.”

 

 

While I could argue there really is no such thing as perfection for the sake of today’s discussion let’s say there is. I do so with Walt Whitman in mind:

 

 

“Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes.”

 

 

Therein lies the most interesting imperfection of all … contradiction.

 

More often than not when we look upon ourselves as imperfections something, or more often, some things … contradict.

 

 

Our internal thoughts conflict.

 

 

Our opinions conflict … with each other as well as with others.

 

 

Our thoughts of … well … our ‘self’ conflict.

 

 

 

This conflict occurs because perfection, for some odd reason, seems tightly tied to consistency. Some tenuous smooth link between what we desire, what we are, how we act and what we think.

 

 

And any time this smoothness is rippled in any way … well … somehow imperfection has entered into our lives.

 

 

I would like to point out a couple things.

 

 

We are large.

 

We contain multitude.

 

 

And within this large multitude there are loud voices, quiet voices and silent voices. All of which speak to us … and for us … and about us.

 

 

And, coincidentally, all of which use perfect words to perfectly fuck up our smoothness.

 

 

Yikes.

 

How can something perfect create some imperfection?

 

 

And that is the overall thought I think everyone kind of needs to get their head wrapped around. In the circular world of imperfection, or perfection <because they are actually one and the same simply different sides of the same coin> the most interesting in us, and of us, is always something of a contradiction.

 

 

I purposefully used appearance-like quotes to open this thought piece and have purposefully avoided discussing appearance in discussing beauty, perfection & imperfection.

 

I did so not to tritely suggest that ‘beauty is in the eye of the beholder’ but rather instead to point out beauty is complex and simple.

 

 

Complex in its make up of its largeness and multitude.

 

Simple because it resides in contradictions.

 

 

Even simpler in that it rarely, if ever, resides in some smooth unrippled feature – whether that feature be physical or within character.

 

 

But maybe that is why imperfections are so difficult for us … as in sense of self … to manage. Contradictions are not easy.

 

Interesting … but not easy. Not always easy to grasp and not easy to understand.

 

And in our unease we dwell on the imperfect feeling … we dwell on what is actually our perfect interesting aspect of who and what we are.

 

 

It is a battle, a debate, a whatever, I believe most everyone faces in some form or fashion.

 

 

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“Not in the clamor of the crowded street, not in the shouts and applause of the many, but in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.”

 

Longfellow

 

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There is always … and I mean ALWAYS beauty in imperfections. It is sometimes not easy for someone to see because it is a contradiction – how can an imperfection be perfect <which equates to beauty>?

 

 

And, correspondingly, how can beauty be imperfect?

imperfection is beauty madness boring

 

All I really know is what I know about contradictions <because I do not know shit about perfection or beauty>.

 

 

All imperfection has some beauty.

 

 

I could also suggest that if you think of character, which is most likely the most important aspect of total beauty in a person <even impacting appearance>, that without some contradictions you will certainly be smooth, consistent & unrippled … and less interesting.

 

Anyway.

 

 

I am done babbling.

 

For what it’s worth <most likely not much>.

 

I believe contradictions are beautiful. Therefore wherever I see contradictions, within someone or in someone’s appearance, I see beauty.

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