You are very different Charles, and you should celebrate that by way of speaking for yourself. More Steven Curtis Chapman posts, please.
I think you need to re-evaluate your idea of perfection.
Yes the sun has flaws and limitations, too. Big duh.
Anyway, it's not the actual sun it's the idea of the sun that counts, in the Hegelian Platonic Marxist Obscurantist Mishmash smorgasbord served up daily by certain flawed, imperfect writers......
Just like Mary Poppins, practically perfect in every way.
As one of my favorite calc professors once told me, perfect circles exist only in mathematics.
the sun is perfect in its imperfections.
Awww, this made my morning better.
I hope I didn't spend money to find this out.
The sun makes my tomatoes perfect. Even when they are flawed unlike the illusion of perfectness in the supermarket.
I like imperfection.
Perfect is a fantasy. Nothing is perfect, just perfect for that moment and then it is over.
If your car is perfect then it is in an accident is it still perfect.
A "perfect day" is only perfect because it was not like the day before maybe, which was not so.
But one thing sounds perfect and that is "Perfect Day" by Lou Reed but I feel there is something sinister happening in that song like he is walking around stoned on heroin and that was his perfection at that time which is not someone else's. So perfect is like the word normal it is different from one person to another.
Everyone knows that the only perfect sphere ever was George Michael's ass, circa 1987. "It's a perfect circle!"
The only imperfection is in the eye of the beholder.
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