The universal laws that exist seem to have little regard for the opinions and feelings of miniature ambassadors who subsist for a meager 80 years. Humbling. But, like gravity, the “k” factors with which we come under the sun are finite and have been flamboyantly autocratic for billions of human years.
Design, the raw artistic impressions of a creator on his canvas, reveals a lot about the soul of the artist. The creator has reached mastery if he portrays his exact ideas in a sitting. If this first take gets auctioned for trillions of dollars by strangers who have never held a brush then it just might be truly & remarkably valuable. If the lives of Jean Michel Basquiat and Vincent Van Gogh are anything to go by, geniuses are often given their flowers when they are not anywhere near their canvas.
The ingredients of our cosmic reality are too defined and creatively complex to deny the designs that are pointing to the existence of a Creator. The mystery of His strokes and sighing curves exude joy and astonishment.
You have not been successful. You have tried with a couple of patterns and “How to…” links to try to understand some standing blocks older than you but you have not been successful. The shame in that is non-existent but only falsely generated through the lens in our own eyes. Trying to put a code on liberty is like wearing a shower cap to the beach. It was never His idea to have His works auctioned like it is done on Sotheby or Artsy for billions of dollars but that is what happens indefinitely when insatiable desires run through the ventricles of a heart.
The manufacturer knows His product. The date of manufacture, expiry date, exact item number, servicing times, materials, and the hidden functions is common information to manufacturers. Failure, albeit skin tingling and shameful, is one of the purest feedback in any manufacturing process. The human heart is the door to the greatest mystery to science: the human spirit. The spirit; the focal centre of our tripartite being is what determines what you are and get in this waking realm.
The human heart is cunningly deceptive and deceitful: it is a complex mystery as to why. My answer: it certainly found itself in the wrong realm. The meaty gift that pumps blood to every vessel, fibre, and crevice of our body in 60 to 100 per minute is a liar? You heard right. The red house that speaks lies when not tidy: the human heart. How does one then design a lying house?
In my three years of designing and fascination with how elements come together, I have learned a lot from pioneers and done extensive research on both dead and living legendary designers. Everyone seems to agree with one thing: the lighting of a project is the priority. Light sets the tone, light eliminates doubt, light restores visibility, light brings pleasant outlooks, light brings peace, light is indeed sweet. The unanimous first hurdle to making every space functional is how it coordinates with light.
The peace that natural room light brings is easy on the eye and brings clarity to the thoughts and actions of those under it. Anything that takes your peace is too expensive, wouldn’t you agree? Nobody must be a negotiator and a dictator to your lighting base as an architectural designer else your handwork is not getting the glow it deserves.
“Illusion comes into being as part of the pleasure,” said the Genoan designer Lorenzo Mongiardino. The illusion of light is the architect of all optical chaos but a master of none because its role is to deceive the retina and the brain. The chief instigators of the lies in a heart are mirages and vapours of illustrations of something called nothing. As a “garbage in, garbage out” human device, what you feed the heart controls it. Whether the guy in whitish-grey uniforms called the brain in the watchtower of the cerebral department likes it or not it is an autonomous entity that can contradict and overwrite its countless hours of research & analysis to spite the mind. It is a great paradox that has an intrinsic ability to be the best defensive unit in the body and also the vilest dictator with an affinity for messy and uncanny things. It can sow discord where there is peace for “fun” and also show love and heap praises of encouragement where there are evident inactions.
There is something that transcends beyond academic prowess and scientific expertise and it is called “the truth”. The one thing Google’s supercomputers cannot process without making a rhetorical bias or a definite assumption: Truth. What is the truth? What makes what we think is right right? A seemingly easy question that cracks the heads of noble scholars. Not until I found the reality of John 8:32, “And ye shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free.”. You mean to tell me anything that does not set me free is not the truth or its true interpretation? Yes. Truth is the only real gift to human beings. It can only be detected and felt. Something no computer can do. Truth neither qualifies to be categorized as hardware or software. All truths are parallels. Truth only gets titrated by human interpretations but scoffs and laughs at the futile effort because it possesses the power to stand alone in any dark room. The efficacy and widespread modern acceptance of groupthink do not alter what is true but the truth in itself is raw and pure.
Hear me, if the painter is the only one that knows the real reason behind his paintings, does that make all interpretations a fallacy? Absolutely not. Truly, you cannot receive what is not there and you can never give what you do not have. The existence of illusions that can juggle the emotions of the art and create a faux sense of know is melted away once light comes into the room. True light is peaceable and freeing indefinitely. Illusions lure with a dosages peace, which are earthly and diminish over time. We are as much light as your proximity to the Light. Scientific advancements make it possible to process thousands of researches daily by just a simple theory of viewing tiny objects or units under focused Light. This is the Holy Grail of true freedom: How everything looks under light.
The undying devotion of the heart is to be connected and patterned. When this is not so for a short while, it begins to create stories of an illusion that is equivocal, incoherent and oftentimes false. The soul then craves for light to function but in absence would work with whatever is available just for functioning sake. Ladies and gents, that is the ticking time bomb we find ourselves in if we do not find and spend time in Light. The thoughts and voice notes of the Creator (The word of God) the truest mirror and Light there exists in our galaxy is luckily available. Without borders, without fail. Exchanging our thoughts for His thoughts is our first step to true freedom, not bondage. Every worthwhile venture in this Pandora’s box called life is resisted by some forms of opposition. There might be lapses but when it comes to the matter of the heart, the right direction is better than speed.
Lastly, you’re the chief architect of your own life and no one can take that away from you. Design your heart to bring everything big, small, easy, or complex under the Light and you will eventually be successful. It then becomes a matter of when rather than how. This has been my joyous, tearful, comical, and serious discovery in my 3 years of designing, learning, and improving. I am writing this to my future self 5 years from now and It is my wish this can help a sister or a brother obviate unnecessary pain in our journey to be and do better. Selah.
Theophilus,
Principal designer & engineering geologist,
Chen Gilmor Ltd,
Accra, Ghana.