Throughout life, people are in the process of finding themselves and healing themselves. What is the love that people really need? Is it sex? Is it understanding? Is it resonance? Or companionship? What we are actually pursuing is not love, but the perfect self in our hearts.
In the story, He is "perfect" and full of "divinity", but he is not a human being, but we are human beings.
Perfection is not the definition of a person. There is no shame in being imperfect. You don't have to grow into a rose. You can be yourself.
Purpose: Dedicated to all of us who are still struggling in the fog