Every day, create something.
Manipulate the universe.
Otherwise, what is the point of living?
Anything you can think of can be made. This is the beauty of the world.
If you can think of something, that means its components exist. If they exist, you can use them.
You can even create disaster. And often, you will.
But even disaster is beautiful. Think of photographs of explosions. Think of songs about broken hearts.
Now think about the inspiration those things will create. And the inspiration those things will create.
Circles. It's all a bunch of circles.
Every day, create something.
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