Human Flaw and Beauty

Intelligence is of the mind and never of the spiritual or physical. Love is of our thoughts and never from the heart only dimensional.We often forget these things in which the meaning is unseen.We tend to hide our flaws and create a canvas with no means. We prejudge those who we hardly know and define the things we don't understand. We quickly ostracize and criticize  in which God created all man. Created the same, religion in vein, in which we never realize. I must admit I'm quite guilty of this but  still we try to justify. We create these images both good and bad, self evident, fail to explain. We create social barriers for greed and control. We strip away each others' name. We live in universe to propose what's right and try to prevent the wrong. Much seldom confuse the lies with truth. We live with regrets of the past and stumble to move on. Imperfection of the human flaw and perfection we strive to give. A reflection of reflections of imperfections under guilt and shame we live. 

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