I have been involved recently in an experiment into perfection.
This an individual or universal question.
What is perfect? Is there perfection?

I'm IT!  >  Just kidding! 

Well, the term perfection is subjective. Nevertheless, my idea of perfection is something that cannot be changed or be wrong; something that doesn't need to be modified to just be.  On the other hand, I guess you could also say that perfection in itself is an imperfection since it is all in the eye of the beholder.

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there is in all things a pattern that is part of our universe. it has symmetry, elegance, and grace; those qualities you find always in that which the true artist captures. you can find it in the turning of the seasons, in the way sand trails along a ridge, in the branch clusters of the creosote bush or the patterns of its leaves. we try to copy these patterns in our live and in our society, seeking the rhythms, the dances, the forms that comfort. yet, it is possible to see peril in the finding of ultimate perfection. it is clear that the ultimate pattern contains its own fixity. in such perfection, all things move toward death.

To find out what is perfection I and others studied and looked at the universe as a whole. From the individual perspective of perfection through to the evolution of the universe as an example of perfection.
For something to be perfect it must exist in a perfect state. Untouched in its perfection! If this perfection was too frail and altered its state then that too would be a part of its perfection as change can be seen as enabling perfection to exist. If everything was perfect in change and had back up plans as to keep enabling perfection then a mistake can also be seen as perfection as it leads to understanding of what is needed to exist in a perfect state. It is all part of the process of the Universe and everything in it. It is perfect. Its just hard to point at perfection as it constantly seems to change its meaning depending on the view percieved by the individuals notion of what is perfect.
It can be said that a circle is perfectly symetrical. Like a triangle has 3 sides and is perfect in its own shape. Most things seem to work in cycles. There is cause and effect. The theory of relativity shows that. It seems everything effects each other or revolves around each other for some reason. Its all part of the process of the Universe.
For me perfection is a notion of something we cant fully comprehend. A perfect circle is as close as I can see to perfection. This universe spins in circles so maybe it is perfect!
Im not sure...still

Quote from: Natalie Carole on July 12, 2007, 07:07:10 PM

It can be said that a circle is perfectly symetrical. Like a triangle has 3 sides and is perfect in its own shape. Most things seem to work in cycles. There is cause and effect. The theory of relativity shows that. It seems everything effects each other or revolves around each other for some reason. Its all part of the process of the Universe.
For me perfection is a notion of something we cant fully comprehend. A perfect circle is as close as I can see to perfection. This universe spins in circles so maybe it is perfect!

Nothing is perfect. Take that both ways, nothing as subject or object. Zero is like a perfect circle. True zero can be said to not exist.

I think the whole Universe is perfect, in that it works, against all odds, but I also think it's a whole lot of nothing, at heart, as they say.

IE: something-ness, 'stuff', and nothingness, 'not-stuff', are not mutually exclusive, to me.

If you could truly have nothingness, peace, stillness, you could hear the primordial vibration that is the only real 'thing', and that would be perfection.

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Bit from one of my much underpublished novels..

Gwydion scooped up yesterday's clothes and put them back on. They smelt of stale beer, sweat and other people's cigarettes. They just needed spraying with deodorant. After spraying, the clothes smelt like stale beer, sweat, other people's cigarettes and cheap deodorant. Gwydion shrugged, perfection was just an abstract goal and there was no need to aim at it with much conviction.