Reality as inherently, necessarily flawed

"The second criterion of a carpet's beauty is as elusive and whimsical as the first is concrete. Once a dealer is done scratching and mauling the carpet to determine the density of its weave, he will flip it over and inspect the pile itself. He will not be appraising the elegance of the design. No. He will be looking for proof of human fallibility, the prized idiosyncrasies that make each rug impossible to replicate, unique. He will be looking for mistakes. A devout Muslim will tie a few errant knots on purpose, for a flawless design would challenge the perfection of God."

— Anna Badkhen, The World is a Carpet

When I read this, I thought of the tiny flaws in the fabric of space and time, the quantum irregularities in the Big Bang, the "galaxy seeds" without which the universe would be empty and boring. Maybe it isn't possible to have a Creation without those "errant knots".