Why Be a Perfectionist?

We all fail in one way or another, and failure is an essential and painful way to learn... while searching for that life's treasure; and if it is never found, rejoice in what you have by honoring the gifts that were given to us: to love with an immense desire to be loved, to be comforted when others turn away and you can't find a shoulder to lean on! Why be a perfectionist in all you do? But altruism isn't fair, and you may miss out on those chances for acquaintances, look around: people are happy with only significant things: being heard and surrounded with inseparable friends... even birds gather on the roofs tops to chat among themselves, and notice this human misery, not wishing to be us indeed; and we have more intelligence than them, and are much stronger and wiser to let unhappiness and envy derange our existence! I tried all and nothing determined or guaranteed how successful or gratified I would have been, if had impersonated the role of perfectionist; meekness flees from us when we detour, to shorten the distance and the struggle to get there... to devise a plan is to start being human to the very core, detesting the absurd idea of being a perfectionist, and deviate from the dilemma which devitalizes our energy! I spoke to a perfectionist who was as sharp as the expressions he used in his flawless speech, a well-educated person with an unlimited knowledge: what I wasn't impressed with...wasn't his worth or ample pride, or his self-importance and the self-revealing attitude towards his brilliant personality and self-esteem: but a lack of perception...to seem so worried about his age; and seeing my deriding look, he took off his shades and cried! Copyright 2008 by Andrew Crisci