Nothing Is Perfect

Rose with fly.

Some people might argue that nothingness is indeed the only possible perfection.

But this is hardly the colloquial sense of the phrase. No, I’m just reiterating what we all know but sometimes fail to take to heart.

Nothing is perfect. Imperfection is at the core of reality. Life stems from imperfection, from a copying error or a random jostle. Where there is only perfection, beauty cannot take hold. Perfection is static, imperfection is dynamic (which is why a perpetual motion machine is impossible).

Greek weavers weave a mistake into their tapestries, so as not to suffer the fate of Arachne. This is unnecessary: all the work of human hands is flawed and Athena’s jealousy has long since burned out.


A Year Ago: Sunset Over the Mesa

Sunset seen from Sandia Peak, ABQ, NMWe took a few hours off and rode the Tramway up to Sandia Peak…
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