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Artists are those who see rainbows in a world of black and white.
They take their hands beneath the stars of the painter’s hour and grasp at the fabrics of the cosmos and surreal, reaching, praying, crying with each clasp that they may be blessed with the sight of Music in an Angel’s wings. 70 more words
Dust is not a constant. There’s not a fixed quantity that has always been the same. Conscious beings make Dust—they renew it all the time, by thinking and feeling and reflecting, by gaining wisdom and passing it on.83 more words