I don't mean to offend. I love the arts. My passion to make them as amazing as possible may seem like judgement, but that is not my aim. I feel that through dissection we learn how the heart works. It seems as though I am cutting it to shreds but by doing so I am learning how to put it back together more beautiful than ever. If I love something enough I have to risk causing pain in growth. But make no mistake, the love is there, the love is deep, and the love is everlasting.