Written on May 22, 2020
Perfection is often said to be almost unattainable by the pessimists, contrary to the creative minds, who will suggest that it lies in subjectivity. Scientists will say that perfection is only mathematically explainable, while philosophers will opt for a more relative explanation. Skeptics will say it does not exist at all, but believers will vow that it exists under divine principles. Whatever approach you take to define perfection, I wish for the perfect weather to eventually take place because I believe that at that specific moment, all hypotheses will be solved. Perfect weather will make scientists demonstrate the conditions with wonderful accuracy with abstract calculations, while on the other hand, artists will compliment the weather and be inspired by its magnificence. And while skeptics will be pleasantly surprised and refueled with motivation, philosophers will have a blast extrapolating their new-found meaning of the perfect weather’s existence. At last, the pessimists will rediscover the notion of hope, while the believers will kneel in gratitude. The perfect weather, to me, is an idealistic person’s dream of a semi-solution to human disagreement. A semi-solution…because even in a fantasized context, I am unable to end this text with a paradisiacal ending. There can be no absolute unison amongst humans when it comes to world views; our best option is management. And that's the way it is…weather, we like it or not.
