Apoplectic Skeptic

I think perfection is ugly. Somewhere in the things humans make, I want to see scar, failure, disorder, distortion.

Yohji Yamamoto (via ruineshumaines)

Perfection is bullshit. Yet we I strive.

Dan, we all know there is no objective reality, no objective truth, no real meaning in life beyond evolutionary, deterministic forces. So what is perfection, exactly?

(via sds)

Well, perfection in matters of beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Beauty is subjective, not objective. So the standard is different for everyone, which I find even more beautiful.

But what a shame that, absent a deity of some kind, you feel life is meaningless.

As for me, I treasure beauty, love, justice, freedom, and truth. That’s enough religion for me. I’m okay with all of those evolving over time, refining, improving. The church isn’t, they claim they got it all perfectly correct thousands of years ago. I’d rather trust in the world of science (where one is lauded if able to prove previously held concepts incorrect) than any religious order (where it’s prudent to toe the line, best to not reject the Ultimate Authority, and smart to avoid that inherently evil Tree Of Knowledge).

The very idea that only a belief in a supernatural deity could make this worldly stuff worthwhile is so sad and frightening. I don’t need a personal god to find meaning in this life anymore than I need one to keep me from killing my son or selling my daughter (as had been previously commanded or permitted by your ever-loving and “perfect” god). Some people apparently do need such a deity. Oh well, if that’s the case then I’m glad they found something to keep themselves in check in matters of reality, evolutionary determinism, and the horrors that haunt Mankind… but as for beauty, I’d like to think we can all decide for ourselves what is beautiful without divine intervention. :)

“Isn’t enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to believe there are faeries at the bottom of it, too?” — Douglas Adams

Source: ruineshumaines