Learning of others' thoughts has made me realize most have an inverse understanding of humanity. The general consensus, I perceive, is most humans believe they are imperfect. Do you see this too?
If I had a dime for every time, I either hear or read, "I am not perfect.", I would be a very rich woman. I write about this often because if we do not get this inverse flipped over, we will continue to be miserable to ourselves and each other.
The word perfection and its buddy, imperfection, are two of the many candidates I would gleefully throw into a bonfire. These words misinform us to the nature of our reality. They misguidedly suggest that a state where nothing changes is possible. In our desperation for security, in our primal fear, we humans eagerly embrace this false concept that promises everlasting pleasure and safety.
(Somewhere in a soon future, humans will be perfect and Paradise will be ours.)
Many seeing evidence of perfection's distance and obscurity, cling to an ancient biblical idea that an after-life, where Paradise exists after their last breath, is theirs if only they are good.
"Just hold on, the holy book promises, follow the rules and you will be rewarded with Perfection-Paradise after you die."
But, and it is a huge but, something is left out of the offered guarantee.
Perfection to be perfect has to change itself and improve. Therefore, the moment perfection is achieved, perfection itself searches for an improved perfection-dream so that it can surpass itself. Perfection is programmed to always invent a better perfection.
Perfection by its very nature is constant change. Perfection cannot remain stable since its mandate immediately calls for a search to ensure that the currently reached perfection cannot be improved. In this magnificent reality of ignorance, imperfection is ever discovered. We, humans, are quite limited in knowledge. The universe is a complex mystery of which all of the now favored explanations, are inadequate.
Now to know the complete picture, we must define imperfection and perfection.
Perfection is what produces comfort and pleasure for the human being. Pleasure is just a deeper level of comfort, more perfect feeling of comfort. Do you understand? There is no perfection outside of us humans. What we call perfection is what makes us feel comfortable and happy. If you disagree, stop for a moment - when you imagine perfection isn't there a feeling that informs you what to look for? How would you know perfection has been achieved otherwise?
How would you define that feeling?
For me when someone says, "Oh well, I am not perfect." I wonder what is a perfect human? What evidence reveals that some human is imperfect?
How does Paradise not match up with our existing reality?
If you have the time, please describe me your feeling of what a Perfect-Paradise would be.