In this world where man played God, we hardly ever try to change, to go back to our roots and we never take the time to really look at what already exists and to admire the beauty of the world around us. Always wanting to change the world, to our idea of a perfect utopia.
But many again fail to realise that man being imperfect himself, can never create true perfection,but just a sliver of it that he can perceive. Why change perfection to match our twisted ideals? are we truly in a position to stand in judgement of this world, which has existed before even the advent of mankind,and shall still exist long after man has faded?
People claim that we can do what we will with the world, being the only sentient species on the come in all forms disguised as "encouragement" to one day change the world, to be someone who goes down in history, to leave our mark on the world. As if our world doesn't have enough such "marks" left upon it. Beginning with atmospheric pollution all the way to nuclear radiation, the list of the scars mankind leaves on the planet generation after the next does not cease.
So how can we really define perfection, being so far from even attaining it ourselves? But this does fit with the mould man is cast from,after all, hypocrisy is just another word that man made isn't it?