I don't subscribe to predestination or freewill. I believe that they both coexist with one another. I believe if there is a god (which I do); He could allow both to exist. Time after time, there have been people that existed that help aid humanity to reach lengths that would not be possible if they were round in another time. Maybe it is blind luck or destined. There may things that have not been answered or will be answered through science. I believe that science and God coexist with one another. Isaac Newton believed in the same thing, but he was a little nutty. But, aren't we all. That is what makes us... Well, us. Our imperfections makes seems more perfect as time goes on. When we allow our nuttiness take over... It is game over for all doubt. Doubt in ourselves. We have a destined to complete... And no one else is going to do what we can do.
We are masters of our destines. But, it is in our imperfection were we can find guidance. It is the thing that God has give us to show us were we fit in. We are all pieces of a puzzle. We fit somehow. That is the real trick. Figuring out where we belong and when. There is no formula to it. Trial and error; is the key. Just, jam yourself to as mean places and see what holds. That is the best solution; I see. Going back to imperfection. They are the things that makes us worth the saving. I fear the cook-cutter-life. That is what makes sense to everyone and leaves those who can't conform all alone. But, we are never really alone. Its just that where we are... We can't see the others. We need to climb higher order to see.
Order. What is order? Who says what is orderly? Has there been a thing that was ever in order? Or has everything been in chaos and order is a illusion? Order is a joke. Hahaha. Funny, right? But, yet we cling on to the idea of order. What if I were to say "that in chaos; we can find meaning and beauty. But, we must look closer." Chaos to me is a chance to put our skills to the test. Things that make us unique. The imperfections. Chaos allows us to see what we are made of. Sure it is scary, but life is scary. No one has it figured out. They pretend to. Those who pretend to have it all figure out; are the first ones to lose their humanity when everything hits the fan. All we have at the end is our humanity. And chaos helps us to tame ourselves. To show us that humanity is the most important thing. It is the most beautiful thing.
Now, we come to beauty. What is beauty? Well, it is in the eyes of the beholder. But, how do we do beauty? That is the question. I sometimes think of how to create or write something beautiful for days or maybe months. It is a struggle to see what is not there yet. This is where our imperfections really shine and our humanity glows. Our imperfections become gifts that were anointed by The Big Guy Up Stairs. To He they are not imperfection... They are what makes us perfect. They allows us to great things together. Our imperfections make us stronger when we come together. When we right music together; When we write books together; When we build together... We get to see miracles happen. We get to see magic. But, that only happens if we start seeing our imperfections as tools from above and not our downfall. When we try to perfect the human specie; we are making it imperfect. We are perfect with our imperfection. It is what makes us... Well, us. They allow us to make beautiful things and they remind us to keep our humanity. Trying to perfect us; will lead to inhuman monsters. A nightmare that we wish that we never created, but they will be the end of us. Without our humanity; we are shells of the human race and lost our humanity. Do beautiful thing by letting your imperfections shine and your humanity glow. That is our beautiful destined.
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