Frameless pictureA Story by Y.F.Don't ask me what it's about, ask yourselves.Frameless picture hanging on the wall. Where the frame is? I don’t know. Do you? Do you mind that frameless picture? Is it less of a picture without a frame? Or maybe that’s what makes it such a beautiful picture? Could flaws create perfection? If you can call something perfect, they must. How can a definition of something which doesn’t exist exist on its own? I don’t believe it can. Therefore, something must be perfect, and since we’re all flawed, as well as everything around us, flaws must create perfection under certain circumstances. I don’t claim the picture is perfect. It’s nice to look at, that’s all. No frame could ever change that. I wish I could be as frameless as the picture. It won’t make me perfect, but maybe get me a step closer. Is that really what I want – perfection? In whose eyes? Friends, family, myself? They all noticed the frameless picture. They all noticed that flaw. They all minded the flaw in some way, whether they acknowledged it or not. But the picture doesn’t mind. It just hangs there, frameless. I will never frame it. © 2008 Y.F.Reviews
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3 Reviews Added on February 6, 2008 AuthorY.F.Do not disturb me, I'm already disturbed. ;)About**I don't really use this account anymore - keeping it open to preserve the existing content, but might close it in the future.** I've been writing throughout the vast majority of my life, mostly b.. more..Writing
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