Summary: You may think your race, your sect, your belief system, your family, finally “I am superior” is true. You are not special. Nor am I special. We were created by different creators and landed here using more or less the same process and logistics. Heck, we are not even that different. When we consider ourselves imperfect, it is liberating. We must still strive for perfection but don’t have to be perfect at this moment. When you see other humans doing imperfect things or saying imperfect things, maybe we can forgive them. And when another imperfect human is delivering his or her imperfect creation, maybe we can encourage them and support them in an imperfect manner. There is a creator within all of us. Not just the one who can give life to offsprings. The creator who can produce something and enjoy the process. There is no need to be perfect, no paralysis by analysis — well, we are imperfect, aren’t we? https://www.thenextinnings.com/
