The Greatest Designer

The purpose of design is to improve a function while feeling as though it was never any other way. To exist without the memory of a beginning, like the day you were born. To be, greater than before, to the point of a new essence.

Life has this way of catching us at random intervals, as though it was designed to make its presence felt. Reminding us of our mortality, it implores us to improve our functions. It’s as if life was designed with no other motive than to improve itself. So indistinguishable from its nature, it could only be a product of The Greatest Designer.

 
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