the collective maya that reinforces this notion of human perfection fuels language's greatest oxymoron.
setting perfection as one's intention makes for a lousy goal. is it measurable? can you possibly acheive it? does the journey to it manifest stress before you even start walking the path? sure, you want to get there, but do you really want to go there?
even striving to be one's personal best, admittedly, a more humble approach to excellence, overshoots the mark. just. be. here. now. this is all you have; this is all you need. make it all you desire, for this is all there is.
fight it, flight it, face it or embrace it.
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