Breaking the Scar

We are imperfect beings; our bodies aren’t truly symmetrical, our brains definitely aren’t, and our perception is always biased. Beauty is a matter of perception, and that which is geometrically perfectly symmetric (as well as grossly asymmetric) is quite often not beautiful to us. The most beautiful thing one has seen is almost always a natural phenomenon such as a sunset, aurora lights, a stunning bird, or their child growing. It’s never the perfectly symmetrical building, or the perfectly square piece of stationary. Imperfection is natural, and hence, beautiful. From the perfect single-celled ovum, our bodies form to become a human child; with left just a bit different from right, with fingers that aren’t equal in length, hair that aren’t the same all over the body, curved limbs, and a crooked smile. And as we grow, the differences grow more pronounced; our hands don’t match exactly, we favor one hand or one foot over the other, our gait isn’t the same from both sides.