The wanting soul is indeed imperfect; it is lacking and awaiting
and,according to the very notion of original sin, always desiring a
perfection it can never have. It's imperfection is in the now, the
present, but the "lacking" or "wanting" exists in the paradox of desire.
Perfection can only exist in some endlessly deferred future.
Frances Batycki
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