Its spirituality is in its vast field of vision, the fact that it remains a humble gift from an arrogant soul, with a sense of scale and sublime faith that dwarfs even its own creator. Perhaps it’s the depth of those flaws that compel him to try and make something so large - he’d have you believe this was the case, that it’s the war of desires, the tension between sin and salvation, fame and the scrutiny that comes with it, long-ago aspiration and today’s achievements, that compel him to lunge toward “a God dream.” isn’t the sermonizing, those smears of heavenly synths, the potential rags-to-redemption TV mini-series tucked in those verses. It’s impossible to bracket his failings, for they have become the primary engine for his music. Kanye’s on the side of the stage, admiring his creation.
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