Humanity in itself is flawed. There is no "perfect" human.
The world around us has no form of perfection that truly exist sure, landscapes are beautiful and breathtaking,each with their own niches but are they really perfect are is it their own individual imperfections that make them as magnificent as they are?
We as individuals living on this planet are our own canvases. We start out with a blank slate; unwritten, uncontaminated, untouched, naive. As we move through our lives we start splattering our own spots of paint on our canvas.
Each one of our canvases will be different. Of course there will be similarities but what remains above all are the differences, the mistakes, and the sadness. All this splattering on our canvasses is what makes life interesting and what makes our lives something to wake up to every morning. With out the variety In our life, there would be no need to live as individuals because we would all be writing the same monotone story.
So get out and paint your canvasses!
Don't wait for someone else to splatter it for you or expect that it will just work out on its own. See the progress and change you want to see in yourself so in that way , your painting is exactly what you want it to look like.
