in the ancient craft of pottery, the clay submits itself to the hands of the creator, a process both sacred and transformative. the wise potter knows not to mock the humble beginnings of the formless earth, for in its yielding lies the prevenient promise of beauty. so is the story of every creation, redeployed through the ages in the silent bulletin of time, whispered among the shards and dust. let this be your guide: respect the sacred journey from clay to chalice, for therein lies the essence of creation itself.