The experimental art project : Utopian musings of my mind, is an idea. (All the knowledge, thoughts, experiences, the mind processed over years and the final result has manifested itself in the form of this concrete idea, couple of years ago.)
Now, when an abstract idea is separated from the person who got it, to give it an entity, the idea needs to be given a tangible form to focus on. In case of my 'Utopian' idea, it needs to be written down, making it a theory/philosophy, by default. (And because I have wondered why the philosophies from the past have failed in practice, I needed to put it out in the public to see if it can work in our practical day today living, for a better World.)
Now, when the idea resonates with you (anyone) it should be responded to with mind, in form of another, either complementary or contradictory, idea. (I think that's the semantics of sapiosexual, isn't it?/shouldn't it be?) Anyways.
When you respond with your hearts (and the responses are mostly tragic) it hurts, real bad, overwhelming every one in the process. The idea wasn't meant to be hurting anyone but was supposed to be a celebration of sorts, of something new/better.
So, I stalled my project and decided to restart introducing Eric's art work. When the paintings are exhibited at least they cordon off the area and put up a sign "do not touch". 😆 😍