Impatience destroys quality; Feeds the tyrrany of the "NOW", Raging inferno of immediate perfection. Devaluing mastery's glorious gifts. Quality bears manifold delights Ones lost upon our gone-in-a-blink minds. We've lost something powerful, Traded for empty consumer shells. The sculptor's calloused hands Have no short-cut. Each nick, Wear, rub of creation, crafting Builds knowledge, deepest skills. Mastery: quality can't be bought It must be earned with each step, Journeying: critical. Motions, Thousands, in summation: gestalt.
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