We're a first-working-draft species.
We never needed perfection for our genetic material to lurch forward: just sufficient procreative momentum.
The real agony came from the confused tendrils of higher concepts we learned to slap onto our actions: "justice", "morality", "peace", "humanity".
Aquinas wanted so much to believe that we ache around such imperfect concepts because a perfect form exists.
But no.
We ache because we're *just* wise enough to grasp our inadequacy.
@MLClark Which begs to ask if we will ever be able to make that leap.
It's possible. But is it achievable?