The creation of the soul once held inside at the beginning—-becomes liberated in the Canvas of the outer dimension of physicality—-that now is practically alive in full Form, at a much freer form of physicality—-at the Sculptor's stage, although the creation of the soul is still confine to a material form. The soul's creation was first practically dormant in the hard structure of the Photographer's inner frame—-where the creation of the soul lack intelligence to think—-that the Painter fully does with color and shade; for how the Soul-less process of the Chaos, the creation of the soul must go through, in order to be during the deep stages of the Camera—-is more machine instead of human—-by what's creatively humane with the softer stroke of the soul's creative enlightenment, the Painter simply does in bringing the creation of the soul into life: the countless dilutions of the soul's creation was in complete disaster, that first backwardly goes inside the Camera—-that otherwise simply comes to life, by the gentler and purer intelligence, the human easily pictures' in the creation of the soul—-naturally going forward, which the Painter does toward the outside—-in the creation of the soul easily coming alive; due to having no deep input of the human feeling, when the creation of the soul comes to life, at the Photographer's lowest level of creativity a machine entirely does: in the Un-creative Hell, the soul heavily goes through, that when the much purer creation of the Painters' simplicity does—-in bringing the enlightenment of the soul's creation to life.

When the enlightenment of the soul's creation began to delicately bloom, by the coloring of the Painter's soulful study—-a beautiful misery still continues in vivid color: due to the imprisoned creation of the soul in the physicality of the material flesh—-it's freer than, in its Out-of-Frame liberation—-into the still confine drawing of the Painter's Canvas. And when the colors of the souls creation leap off the Painter's Page—-to leave behind the Strong-Hold-Layers of the Brush and Paper: the creation of the soul, finds its final mark in the Materialize creation of the Sculptor's stage. The Creation of the Soul—-was looking for the Highest Body, it can so far receive—-at this Last point of the Soul's Creation—-incase onto the material form.

The Photographers' spark was dumb, where then color, was visually thinking through the Painter's mural, that then become physically base—-with the creation of the soul, from the highest point where it's now outside in its come-to-Life Liberation: the Soul's Creation now—-molded, etched and hammered—-into the three-Dimensional-thinking and feeling of aesthetic reality. The Sculptor's real-Life creation is ready to be carried Up—-to further the mission of the soul's creation through Art—-reaching its Original Space. This is the place the creation of the soul—-where in Art, must receive its highest Honors, for how the creation of the soul is truly alive in its Un-confine Freedom—-by material form only. The Sculptor's Sculpture is molded and hammered by a Humanitarian cause—-that has so far ensured the creation of the soul the right-to-Live—-where the creation of the soul, at this highest Point—-comes Alive. What the Painter done with the Soft stroke and Shade in the enlightenment of the creation of the soul—-coming to life on Canvas; is now purely done without the miss-intelligence of the...