What must be acknowledged is that even the detritus of a failed system is fertile ground and the expectations that formed such flawed constructs will bloom frivolously within that context.
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“I am flawed, scarred and a beautiful mess.”
? Lisa C. Miller, Nightly Inspirations from the Heart of God
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Only a broken heart will ever truly love the light and dark sides of a flawed heart.
(yin yang)
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The chauvinistic mind has Napoleonic roots,
where commitment to flawed ideals lacks endurance and truth. With ' Fake News ' and the ' Big Lie ' . . . reality is challenged once again from blind leadership and power.
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if and when Histories are written through the lenses of Liars, It cannot be History, It would be bias, flawed and faulted. True history must provide all sides of truth.
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Who, if I objected, would hear me among the angelic orders?
For if the least One pressed me intimately against its breast,
I would be lost in its infinite Immensity!
Because beauty, which we mortals can barely endure, is the beginning of terror;
we stand awed when it benignly declines to annihilate us.
Every Angel is terrifying!
('Rilke’s First Elegy' by Rainer Maria Rilke, loose translation by Michael R. Burch)
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Trapped in a burning house
Wired with fear and self doubt,
I pretended one day I'd be saved.
But I'd rather jump and fall,
and live crippled and flawed,
than to melt to a cowardly grave.
So I Jumped!%
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"One's recollection means nothing, if what they were taught, was flawed."
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Perfection, it should never be sought after,
unless your seeking to find the flawed truth.
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Love is flawed and will not be perfect
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"When Bibles were outlawed, we could not read them fast enough."
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I'm not perfect, I'm flawed. If you don't like that, get lost.
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People like F. Scott Fitzgerald have made the American Dream look like a flawed concept: something unattainable or nonexistent altogether.
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You're perfect. Just with small imperfections. You're flawless, but perfectly flawed.
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Beauty is flawed. It has to be. There's nothing worse than a perfect pebble.
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Words do not always flow for me. Sometimes they have to be clawed out of my head, beaten to within an inch of their lives and glued against their will onto paper.
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