Imperfect

2022

Undo the done!

Wouldn’t that be fun

if we could run the clock back!?

Some hack!

Erase mistakes and try again.

Move forward when

it’s perfect but then

we wouldn’t have the depth, perspective and skills to navigate reality. Perfection is the behemoth deception, this conjugate duality.

Imperfection IS perfection.

We’re all fractals of our insides, ever growing, ever expanding.

Outward on the flip side you can see the patterns, even feel them!

Take a look seein’s believin’!

The problem is other’s imperfections imprint on our patterns,

and until we recognize them, we disguise them as our own,

sometimes even to flatter the one who imprinted them.

We wrap ourselves up in an identity and replicate the entity

that isn’t really us but that society and family and community and school and church expect from us,

and all we are, our truth, our soul

is burried far beneath a cloak of expectation.

And we go through the motions

like we drank some magic potion,

some concoction with a curse,

and we can’t expectorate it as much as we may hate it.

So to make this puzzle beautiful,

to make this thing make sense,

we must find transformation,

use every inclination

as a guide to find ourselves.

Search the closets, all the shelves.

Look high and low.

Dive beneath the surface of the ocean that you are!

Explore the depths of quiet unknown.

Implore dimensions where your soul

has waited patiently alone...

For for that perfect moment when you realize perfection

is a farce of your perception

only separating you from your wholeness, oneness, power.

All souls celebrate the hour

of discovery’s reunion,

that bright moment when we tune in

to our heart’s own beating drum,

and we join the dance of love and light and finally become

aware of who we are!

Despite new wrinkles and sagging skin,

those things don’t really matter when

you’re in your soul’s intent.

Aligned with purpose, you finally realize all else is a circus,

and you were a clown, an actor on stage,

just reading your lines and turning the page

and saying the things dictated to you,

all the while abdicating the power that you were born into,

your birthright.

And the moment you take it,

the fractal now polished, no more separated,

is infused with your soul.

And the picture’s gestalt is forever an artwork

propelled into alternate universes.

And the butterfly’s effect

shows life’s growing and changing

is indeed per-fect!