In this magnificent journey of existence, where countless souls come together to forge creations of wonder, there lies a truth, often veiled and overlooked. When these marvels stray from what is known and accepted, their architects, those brave weavers of the new and uncharted, are too easily shunned, their very humanity slipping into the shadows of neglect. Why do we, descendants of ancient stardust, hasten to diminish what we cannot fathom, the unseen labors and quiet sacrifices?
Consider how readily disdain and unrest nestle into our hearts against that which defies our fixed perceptions. Yet, if a storm of discontent brews within, halt and ask yourself: Why this inner tumult? If no falsehood has woven its threads, why then do you feel deceived? Could it be your own expectations, your self-spun tales, leading you down a path of misunderstanding?
Reflect on this, delve deep into these thoughts. Why let these stirrings disrupt the calm of your being? Why this impulse to douse the flames of that which merely wishes to shine in its own light? We, the diverse and extraordinary collective of humanity, why do we stumble in celebrating the vast array of ideas and dreams that make up our world?
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Message for art, no promises. I might feel generous, maybe... Possibly. It'll be a miracle.