I am not here to redeem the deeds of the damned, I am here to bring awareness to them via the pointing out of their deeds.
You want to assume a point of view, argue it, and blame incompetence and complacency on others...cheers, that's what Christians do. :3
"C'mon people now, smile on your brother everybody get together try to love one another right now."
Here's a point of view I bet nobody has even imagined, to make it dissociative to you, since you don't like to be associated with anything you don't know, I'll put it from first person pov.
I stand here, wrong, alone in a world where everything is as it should be...it is right. For once I see the world as it IS and not as I would have it be which does not yet exist in my perceivable reality. Does it bring a burden to me? Yes, and is this burden good? Yes, because I know now how it makes me feel and now I know more about myself.
I love what I cannot change...the world; and change what I cannot love...myself. And in changing myself...I influence the world and a change can happen on a geometric scale.
The small things matter more than the complicated, for all complication is a compilation of simple things which I had refused to look upon and more often than not was consumed with thought that I could not even see what was before me, for my thoughts were more important than the person standing in front of me, and I believed myself right...oh how I was failing myself moment by moment. So I reverted my thinking to something just before what it was supposed to be and into what it IS. And upon learning this new trait I had realized that what I know is a masquerade of reality and I was its mask. No longer did I see myself as right and the entire world as wrong; but instead I saw myself as wrong, that I do not know everything and in that revelation I saw that only by my actions could I strive to be right and only upon my death would I achieve that form of righteousness.
For me, perfection was a stripping away of all that foreign, unnecessary, and seemingly detrimental to appearance and posture. Now I see that what I was striving for was separation from beauty and grace of uniqueness which is the defining factors of individuality and perfection now was a way to strip myself of my own beauty and grace and to be nothing more than just another piece of meat which by happenstance was my mindset of everyone else around me at that time...interesting how my perceptions of myself were easily mistook for everyone else's.
"A cup is difficult to fill when it is already full."
Thank God I'm wrong, thank God I don't know, thank God I am who I am; and in that thanking I feel appreciated...interesting how that works out...interesting in deed. :3