yeah, so i wrote this last night about the new painting that i haven't actually finished yet.
at some point the potter on the cliff top realized what god was upto.
he was heating the sea with sun and he'd sit there with a cheese sandwich and paddle his feet in the water.
he realized that the world was beautiful and at that point he realised he had known. so he played thanks to the sea to calm
it so that it did not splash god's feet to much. He see's beauty and wants to share it.
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please note that the events described in this journal are highly fictionalised.
