Perfection is praised and adored yet it's so far from reach to the point that chasing it is a literal pipedream. Even art or any creation who's Creator has determined that the creation has been brought up to a perfection mode would still see chinks that he might want to add more to no matter how spruced up the creation was before the current verdict. Why won't humans run after perfection when that longing was birthed from the savagery that shut the little one down and coined in it's need to be seen, loved, respected and accepted? Imagine a youngster that was bullied or a man who was raided and made out to be weak, he will climb the highest mountains and even tame seas just to make sure that never happens again. Surely the fight for survival is true but this is so you can see that the birthing place of the quest for perfection always stems from stimuli and experiences that makes the individual question their worth and stand in life and that right there is a call to bec...
Freedom Is An Eternal Right...