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Perfect Imperfection


Why were dolls ever created? Who was the person that came to think, "I can collect some fabric and thick material to create a miniature figurine, that resembles a human but in no way has the stupidity of the mind,"? They were created to be perfect little things, things for real humans to idolize. To want to become. They look to be without imperfections, and in truth, they have none. The perfect facial figures, the perfect stature, the perfect clothing. Who would want to create something they loathing to look at? So each and every single doll must look like the utter sense of the word 'perfection' to actually be considered for scrutiny of the endearing world. Nothing is expected of them but their beauty. There are no secrets hiding behind their smiles, their glittering eyes. The hands that created them are skilled and professional, hands that were trusted to make a magnificence out of the raw material. Imperfections arise for the poor fool known as man, but the chamber that holds the doll is one that no imperfect being is allowed into. The doll is unfazed by what goes on in the world, but humans have to notice every single little thing going on, as if they are the ones needed to be in the center of attention for the world to go on. But the doll, the doll does nothing but appear perfect. Simply staring blankly ahead, smiling, is what its job is. Only this, and nothing more. The sense of beauty is the only thing that is expected of it, for it has no mind nor mouth to beget the stupidity and indolence that comes with human nature. Nothing is done about the lack of use, as it has its presence in the world already known, and that is all that is required of it. No more, no less. The doll need not find use of other things, for it is humans that hold the cards to play on all other matters. The perfect little doll is the one to stand before them, as the kneel down before it in their stupidity of mankind, and the thing smiles.

All it needs to do is smile and sit pretty, and everything will go on in the imperfect world while it does nothing to help or hinder any of the running minds trying to find a way out. It doesn't have to lend a hand or give advice. Just sit, stare, and smile.

For it is a doll.