I am perfect

Today I realised that I am perfect. There is no need to evolve, there is no need to change. I am perfect. The world around us is an illusion, a distorted mix of feelings and perceptions that makes us think we are not perfect, that we are full of problems and defects... The defects and the problems belong to the illusion itself, the world is like a broken and dirty mirror, it fools us into thinking we are at fault when in fact the mirror itself is at fault... I am a perfect being, trapped temporary in an illusion whos purpose is to fool me into thinking I am NOT perfect. I do not know if the other people exist. I assume the other people exist, but I can not KNOW that for a fact. I am ( part or whole ) the creator. It seems that in some way, I find myself in a temporary illusion that wants me to belive I am merely a small bit of a huge Universe, a tiny imperfect fraction of something huge. An illussion that wants me to belive I am imperfect, full of problems and limitations, and wants me to try to change myselfe to get closer to perfection. The illusion must end.