We are art

October 9, 2025

Every person is an unrepeatable original, as singular as a fingerprint and as storied as a repaired seam.

Kintsugi teaches that breaks aren’t erased but traced in gold, making the vessel more itself, not less.

Discarded shards say “ruined,” but golden joins say “reborn,” turning damage into design and function into meaning.

The question that remains: which seams are ready for light, and which are still learning to shine.

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