I wish people would like I feel about art,
That they could weep at a dialogue well written,
That they could wake up in the middle of the night just to hear that song one more time
or read that passage again.
I just wish they could fear they are going mad from loving a piece of art so madly
That they could ache from how beautiful a picture is,
Break up with someone because they couldn’t appreciate a brilliant artist.
I don’t think that is too much to ask.
What else makes a life worthwhile?
Makes appreciate our lonely lives a little better?
What else makes us feel undeniably special?
No, they might be all the good things in life but how dull and colorless would a life without art be?
And just how colorful and beautiful is a lonely life touched by art?
Art is one thing that never changes,
It will never betray nor forsake you.
The only thing that I think brings a sense of meaning to our civilization beyond surviving.
The only thing we do for its own sake.
p.s this is how I truly feel about art.
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