I find artists interesting. They create so humans will feel beauty but often times, they seclude to make art away from humanity. It is a way of healing themselves.
They make daisies out of poop piles.
They transmute energy.
The world gives them crap and they paint a Picasso or a Van Gogh. The more tortured the artist, the more beautiful and vast the work.
Kinda like God or nature.
They make the best outta the worst.
A lotus from mud.
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