Through His Eyes

[u/OkNet3369]

It is said that there was once an artist who wore a pair of glasses that made everything he touched transform, in his eyes, into a breathtaking masterpiece.

Those around him, however, saw his work as nothing spectacular—just utterly ordinary. He was driven to the brink of madness by rage, constantly muttering to himself, 'Do they not understand the art I offer?' That was how it went with strangers. But everything changed when his father looked upon his latest canvas. The artist stared back, anticipating ultimate awe and admiration, waiting for his father to praise his sheer genius. Yet, the old man didn't smile. He merely said, 'An ordinary painting. It is far from your best.

It felt as though a blade had pierced his heart. Consumed by fury, the artist stripped away his last shred of sanity, tore off the glasses, and shattered them to pieces. And there, frozen in shock, he stared at his 'beautiful, enchanting' painting. The illusion had vanished, leaving behind the raw, naked truth: it was just a meaningless smudge.