Its sort of sad, a painting, a cultural artifact, produced by 100s of people, beloved by millions and its just tossed aside, trampled like a electronic mandala

Its sort of sad, a painting, a cultural artifact, produced by 100s of people, beloved by millions and its just tossed aside, trampled like a electronic mandala - or worser still, destroyed in its vision by trying to turn it into an addiction. Nobody will remember our names for the art we made, we will be forgotten and background-noise to other artifacts who survive deep time.