Gabriel is my bbg

I'm getting recommended a facebook group called "that's it, I'm architecture shaming" and it keeps showing me the greatest design ideas of all time and then trying to convince me that they're bad

I dont think any one has done this yet

something something evbo living most of his life as a noob, looking up at that endless wall of dirt, a physical barrier between him and the upper class. A representation of him not being good enough to be pro. thinking he’d never get to see the sky. looking down at the void, assuming that’s the closest he’ll ever get. some days he wonders if he should just let himself fall to be able to see the sky, or, as close as he can get for one single moment before he dies. But no, he can’t give up. He never could, as much as he wanted to. so he works and works and works and finally, finally he gets to the pro level— and he wants to see the sky, the clouds! the sunset! but then his dreams are shattered again. Another layer of dirt. Another wall. Another rejection. So he works, and he toils and he gets through challenges and he makes it. He makes it to master, and he looks up and he sees the sky. Really, truly, the sky. No dirt, no blocks. The sun, glaring down. It almost hurts his eyes. The clouds. The sunset. The sunset. The sunset. It was the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen. All the colors, blended into harmony. Stretched on for miles as far as he could see, all decoration for the sun. Her rays beaming down as if saying goodbye. The night sky. The thousands of stars, like glitter in the night.