Perfection is not clean or easy. Perfection is not light or whimsical. Perfection is heavy and potent. It is dirty and difficult.
Perfection is progress; arrival is defeat.
Progress is cyclical. It moves upwards, forwards, down, and backwards. There is life that creates death, and death that creates life.
The hero isn't the one that wins, the hero is the one that lives.
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