Perfectly Imperfect

     While I was at work doing my menial, boring job I got to thinking about what is it that makes a person like someone else? Often people think of others in terms of specific traits. When I was younger, like many I suspect, I judged people in terms of absolutely positive attributes. I’d see people as intelligent, pretty, outgoing, etc. etc... and generally take a positive view of people who had traits that I held highly. However, time and experience has come to show me that without the negative - positive can’t exist. If a person was fully graced with positive traits than what could stand out from the rest, what would define them? They’d seem plastic and unreal.  Really it’s the flaws that make people interesting.

     Considering that last comment deeper...   every person sees things different and has different distortions of self and reality. I love people that are willing to show that inherent uniqueness; people who aren’t afraid to be different. By doing this they highlight their flaws, they show everybody that this is me and this is how I see the world.  The converse of that is the person that actively tries to be like everyone else. Where’s the audacity in that? To me beauty shines forth when a person presents their truth for all to see. In those moments they become as if a prism for reality allowing it to shine through them in a unique translucence.  A person who lives this way lives art and in a way is art. For me that effort is guaranteed to get my respect and admiration.