what the ♥♥♥♥ is wrong with you guys

You may call him worthless, but Blue Judas dances with all his might. If you call him useless, perhaps you’ve judged only the surface and missed the deeper truth. No master begins in grace, only in disorder, in movements that seem foolish to distant eyes. When a sculptor first strikes stone, it is chaos, yet form is emerging within it. What you laugh at may be the very moment skill is being forged, where failure is not an end but a tool. True craftsmen accept looking foolish longer than others dare to try. So ask yourself: is this aimless motion, or the early language of mastery, rough, unrefined, but real? If you cannot tell, perhaps the fault is not in him, but in how we see.

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-rep touch a black guy

-rep eat an apple

-rep