There’s no room for perfection in a limitless life (unless it’s already perfect). 😉
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Dirty Sci-Fi Buddha 
Perfection is subjective. Living a life out of bounds creates no limits therefore preventing the chance of ever “perfecting” something, which inadvertently being perfect all on its own.
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In the end it’s revealed that it was a standard never worth worrying about, right? 😉
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Yup…yet, unconsciously, we still do. 🙂
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