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Once a young lady dreamt she spoke with God.

Lord, she said, I would like to live in a perfect world, All those nonsense and inaccomplished stuff I live in is sucking, deadly sucking to me!

And God put her to Planet Perfect.

It was an amazing place. In order to maintain perfectibility, they had daily meetings which need almost a quater of a day. There they decide by discussion followed by auto select.

It took not long they needed to meet one day a week, then two days, and finally they demanded meetings almost 7/24. Planet perfect turned to Planet Meeting. They could afford such thing because they were highly technological.

The reason was simple. They needed always a long time to find a perfect state of matter when it came to the weather. Some liked rain, some the sun and some snow. Not a few loved spring and others fall most. It was always a long procedure necessary to find a respectable affirmation.

Another case was the sex thing. In order to shorten the procedure of finding perfect matches, planet perfect developed the costume of parental choice. It was always the parents finding fitting matches for their kids which then was approved by another meeting.

Planet perfect also made social selection a public procedure. Newborn kids with anomalies were burnt and dumped in a container called Holy Necessity. And nobody got older than 75 in order not to be a burden to the society. Twice a year they celebrate public suicide of old generations with music and services. Each kid receives a golen poison pill called Going Home Capsule when it turns 21 for the day they become 76., and they consider it normal and a service to humans and God.

Creating perfectibility was of course best done by central government, and government did all possible to discuss in meetings what was best to the peolpe: where they dwell, what they eat, which schools they attend, what professions they work in, where they are buried when they have died.

And unfitting jokes, a privilege of imperfect worlds, where not allowed. People are always encouraged looking for imperfect things bringing to the meeting and disclosing individuals who could oppose their looking for perfection. Thus they had educational camps for opponents. In heavy cases opponents were dumped in the container Holy Necessity.

The young lady woke up sweating and with heavy breathing. Lord, she wispered, Planet Perfect is a prison!

And she opened her bible as she always did when she was clueless, and she came to a patch in Ecclesiastes 9:

⁷ Go thy way, eat thy bread with joy, and drink thy wine with a merry heart; for God hath already accepted thy works.

⁸ Let thy garments be always white; and let not thy head lack oil.

⁹ Live joyfully with the wife whom thou lovest all the days of thy life of vanity, which he hath given thee under the sun, all thy days of vanity: for that is thy portion in life, and in thy labor wherein thou laborest under the sun.

¹⁰ Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in Sheol, whither thou goest.

¹¹ I returned, and saw under the sun, that the race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong, neither yet bread to the wise, nor yet riches to men of understanding, nor yet favor to men of skill; but time and chance happeneth to them all.

¹² For man also knoweth not his time: as the fishes that are taken in an evil net, and as the birds that are caught in the snare, even so are the sons of men snared in an evil time, when it falleth suddenly upon them.

And she knew that the dream of a perfect world was deep insight the instruction sheet of a New World Order...