A rock pile ceases to be a rock pile the moment a single man contemplates it, bearing within him the image of a cathedral.
~Antoine de Saint-Exuprey
What are your ideas? Your dreams? What do you look at and think could be more than what it is? The most grand examples of architecture were built from blocks of stone. Electricity powered cities started out as a raw bolt of lightening. All beautiful art began as a blank canvas. You were once a twinkle in your parent's eyes. Oh, the possibilities from such simple beginnings. What will you do with your pile of rocks?
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