There is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in.

 —  Leonard Cohen

Your mess is your message.

When I saw this for the first time I appreciated the simple words of power and what it proposed.
Your mess is your message.
Now the context it was used in when I saw it first could be much different from how I'm using it now but who cares as long as there is a message to be had from it. And in its simple way, there is.
In the social media world, we inhabit, we are developing an unhealthy obsession with perfection. And I don't mean a need to make your creative endeavours the best they can be or your efforts in improving your prospects by constantly learning new things.
Nah!
I mean a need to portray to the rest of the world that your life is perfect. Anyone with an Instagram account can probably relate to this. We’re coming towards the end of a decade in which we’ve been encouraged to think of our public life as performance instead of a participation exercise.
I'm anti this online culture of perfection. Personally, I want to see the cracks, the bumps and the smears of a real personality, a real life situation. It's like the characters I create. What makes them interesting? What makes them compelling? It's their flaws that make them interesting. The more I can immerse them in drama the more you as a reader wants to know how they resolve that conflict. The importance of failure is lost on many of us, and so is the importance of our mess.

I came across the term, 'Hyperreality and it dawned on me that there was a term for what ailed us. Wikipedia explains it as an inability of your consciousness to distinguish reality from a simulation of reality. We are trapped in this Hyperreality maze, thinking the objective of life is not striving for perfection but perfection itself.  My message is my mess, says so much about the beauty of imperfection and our humanity. That messy desk above says so much more about me than the storybook perfection we try to push to the world. The notion that a clean desk means a productive worker is an artifact of the mid-20th century. And I know a messy desk does not translate into an unorganized mind. But even if it did, so what? That chaos is a part of my process. We are trying to be something we are not and when we can't reach the level of perfection exhibited on social media some of us feel isolated and craving validation. Be who you are, in all your messy, sloppy, unorganized and beat-up glory. 
Wabi-Sabi is a centuries old Japanese philosophy of seeing the beauty of things flawed, including ourselves and our fellow human beings. It appreciates time’s passage, getting older and recognizing the impermanence of the world around us. I love that, freeing you from being a hostage to perfection and a commitment to keep finding beauty in the most unexpected places. Including yourself.
My mess is genuinely my message, and we should all be proud of that.

Peace, Love and Power

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​​​​​​​Kwa Heri, Kings and Queens