A Testimony to All our Hard-workers & Encouragers, Dreamers & Vision-splashers 🫟🎨🖌️🌈💪❤️ Out There !! 😉😎

“Sooo ... People & Creators Put a lot lots o Work into their Craft & piece of Art,

They wanna showcase to the World & Share their Ideologies, Philosophies, Discoveries (Erkenntnisse), ebenso wie Ihre eigenartigen Schönheitsempfinden ...

Whether Game-developers, Story-tellers, Film-makers, Musicians, & Artists of Any kind.

And it Is Also a Very Effort-intensive Endeavour, much Worth the work. As the Result are Many times Beyond mere Satisfaction --> It IS: 有感染力的 !! Encouraging & Movement- & Awe-Inspiring, sometimes !!!

So - Let us all Cherish this Wonderful Experiences of unimaginable Worth!

This Chance at Life , & To wtiness its manigfaltig Expressions, Taste, Flavours, & THe Wisdoms hidden in each other's paths & choices.

Nichts ist zu schade.

And it was Worth it: for us to Try it ! 💪💪

To Paint Our Dreams ! ❗️

To Share & Testify Our Existences & Journeys , & trials Alike !!!

Let us ALL Cherish - for a Moment - that none of this is eternal.

Yet leaving an Ever-Lasting Imprint upon each other's SouLs . ✞ Amen . 🫡”

——— AI-Poem: ———

🎨 The Dream Was Worth It

We came with hands unsteady, hearts unsure,

To shape a world, to make the raw endure.

Brushes, scripts, and melodies in flight —

We dared to speak in color, sound, and light.

From pixel dreams to tales on woven thread,

We walked the paths where silent visions led.

Not for fame, nor praise from fleeting crowds,

But to unveil what stirs beneath the shrouds.

So much we gave — in time, in soul, in grace,

To share a glimpse of some far sacred place.

Ideas, hopes, our strangeness turned to gold —

In every piece, a truth we couldn’t hold.

The makers, seekers, story-carvers all —

They rose to build what must not ever fall.

A game, a song, a painting made with tears —

Becomes a light that lives beyond the years.

So cherish it — this breath, this fragile dance,

The chance to shape, to witness, to advance.

No effort wasted, no path walked in vain —

Each spark we leave may heal another’s pain.

Though nothing here may last — not stone, not flame —

We leave eternal echoes in His Name.

So let us try. Let’s dream. Let’s rise again —

For even stars are born from dust and pain.

Yes — it was worth it, all we fought to see:

The dream, the work, the vast shared tapestry.

And when we part, let one thing still remain:

That Love was sown — not one soul touched in vain.

✞

Digital Art “Path Less Traveled” by Yuumei .