Did you hear about the rose that grew from a crack in the concrete
Proving nature’s laws wrong it learned to walk without having feet
Funny it seems but by keeping it’s dreams it learned to breathe fresh air
Long live the rose that grew from concrete when no one else even cared!
– Tupac Shakur
Everywhere you look, someone is tryingto sell you something to get you the perfect blahblahblah. Get perfect abs with five minutes a day, get a perfect tan with this spray, get the perfect penis size with this pill. They all stress an arbitrary and ultimately meaningless idea of perfection, one which is really a well branded product. But what if perfection is not a goal to hit and then hold on to for dear life? What if perfection is something else?
A rose grows from concrete and looks like shit. It’s scratched, discolored and can barely keep itself up. Society teaches us it’s ugly because it doesn’t fit the ideal picture of a rose. But if you look at the concrete it grew from and saw where the rose earned its scratches and wilts, you see that because it’s not perfect, there will never be another rose like it. Perfection.
Everyone grows from concrete. Why wouldn’t you want your own scratches and wilts?