Throughout the hallowed ages, Laurel, those in the unseen have always marveled at the accomplishments and creations of humankind. Whether a sandcastle or a skyscraper; a painting or a poem; they're humbled by your ability to reflect, to engineer, to craft, and to create something that has never before existed within time and space.
But it's not the creation that impresses; these all exist here to the nth degree. It's the persistence and determination of the seemingly mortal dreamer who steadfastly holds a new thought in mind, either of the creation or of its inevitable success, and moves with it, even while the rest of the world is content dreaming their father's dreams.
This is what is admired, Laurel; not just because it's so rare, but because it is so, even when such innovative potential lies within all.
Cool, huh?
The Universe
Laurel, just follow your heart.
