The world is beautiful precisely because of its flaws. Mistakes may be messy, but as some authors put it so well:
"Guilt lingers, no matter what you do." — Kafka
"Stumble, suffer, and confront your mistakes head-on." — Dostoevsky
"Love them all; they’ve made you who you are." — Nietzsche
Without these experiences, I feel like a lost child wandering through a beautiful countryside, which couldn't be more perfect, yet searching for her parents. No matter how hard she tries, she cannot find herself again.
She might appear perfect, flawless even— but she is only a fragment of herself, no better than a stranger. But "We are strangers to ourselves until we learn to love the scars we once tried to erase."
As Nietzsche says "amor fati ~ love the fate"
I wouldn't dare to take it!
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