I have to admit that this is a very unique idea, one that I admittedly haven't encountered until today.
It reminded me of this:
The heart of Man is not compound of lies,
but draws some wisdom from the only Wise,
and still recalls him. Although now long estranged,
Man is not wholly lost nor wholly changed.
Dis-graced he may be, yet is not de-throned,
and keeps the rags of lordship once he owned:
Man, Sub-creator, the refracted Light
through whom is splintered from a single White
to many hues, and endlessly combined
in living shapes that move from mind to mind.
Though all the crannies of the world we filled
with Elves and Goblins, though we dared to build
Gods and their houses out of dark and light,
and sowed the seed of dragons-'twas our right
(used or misused). That right has not decayed:
we make still by the law in which we're made.
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