Can We Create Something Beautiful Novels & Stories

"We became absolute and therefore brittle. Mortality gives flexibility to divinity, just as divinity gives scope to mortality." Through Wisdom, David saw the philosophical implications. "They're creating new category of being. Not gods, not mortals, but conscious bridges between scales of existence." Luna-who-creates approached the reluctant law-fragment. "Your perfect order excludes creativity's chaos. My art needs structure, your structure needs beauty. Together, we become law-that-creates." The law-fragment struggled against the possibility. "Order is order. It doesn't require aesthetic consideration." "But it could," Luna-who-creates painted possibilities in air itself. "Imagine laws tha

Koven noticed the crumpled drafts scattered across the floor as he spoke. Sighing, Lucy expressed her disappointment. “I really don’t know what beauty means to me. I’ve drawn so many drafts, but I haven’t felt inspired at all…” Koven sympathized with her, knowing that one month was not enough time to create a good piece of clothing. He lowered his head and smiled. “You don’t have to know what’s the most beautiful thing in your heart. As long as you remember all the things you love, you can use that as a reference to create what you believe to be the perfect outfit.”

That factor is what is called Sense of Beauty. 'One of the greatest of our Spiritual Masters once said and I quote: “Strive for Beauty in whatever you do because, sense of beauty is the key to paradise.” Unquote. For one who is incapable of deep thoughts, for one who can only express his thoughts in a shallow manner, this statement may sound shallow in itself or even meaningless. But when he tries to get deep enough into it, he is bound to recognize great truths in it. For Sense of Beauty, Sense of Decency, Sense of Good and Upright Judgment, Justice and Order are not only strongly connected in an unbreakable chain, but stand together as one living entity. Hence, he who carries deep with

I'm full with the joy of spending this weekend with this beautiful and wonderful people over here. What matters is that we all are together at last.we are " CRAZY BEAUTIFUL US"

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

They won't be desperate to find beauty and risk their life at the process. They aren't the ones that create themselves because if it is in their power, they will surely make themselves to be beautiful. Let's not deny the ugly ones the respect, love and happiness they deserve. Let's all live in unity and in happiness and know that we are all one." I stated as I addressed the students.

Lysander picked up his brush again, mixing a small amount of deep green pigment on his palette. "I think all beings are meant to create," he said, carefully adding details to the olive tree's leaves. "Mortals create families, communities, traditions that last for generations. They create art and music and stories that give meaning to life. They create tools and techniques that help us live in harmony with the earth. We've just been taught to value different forms of creation differently."

"Is it worth capturing?" "There's beauty in everything, Dani." He pauses. "Even the ugliness. You just have to find it." "What do you mean?" "Let's take a breakup for example." He says. "I think it's an ugly experience. But there's beauty in a breakup. You can meet someone new. You can finally be free. Yoi can marry a prince. You can make a song about it and grab a Grammy. You can make a show about it and get an Oscar. Artists are meant to find the beauty in the ugly."

It's creating connection. That night, Kade and I sat alone. Solid. Present. Processing everything we'd experienced. "I never imagined," he said. "When we were building networks. When we were fighting to make connection possible. I never imagined it would become this." "Become what?" "Art. Beauty. Music. I thought we were just saving people. Giving them choice. Freeing them from control. But they took what we gave them and created something we could never have imagined." "That's the point, isn't it? We built the foundation. But they build what comes next. They create what's possible. They imagine what we couldn't."

From her own doubts. And create something beautiful. ━━━━━━━━━━