If the /mlp/ thread on /co/ gets deleted then we jump onto Hanazuki
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docs.google.com/document/d/1B7NilBZZCkOSqVidraPthicyeayXx2BhVAKMWhmpPUc/edit?tab=t.0vocaroo.com/1oHodh5vYKpRA cutie mark is far more than a mere symbol or identifier—it is the distilled essence of a pony’s very being. It is not simply a reflection of a talent or hobby, nor a role assigned by society. Instead, it stands as an intricate, immutable emblem of individuality, representing a pony’s soul, heritage, and identity in a way that is both deeply personal and profoundly abstract.
This mark is a tapestry of meaning, weaving together culture, ancestry, character, and spirit. It is a flag of individuality, a coat of arms that each pony bears proudly. Like a fingerprint unique to the self, it cannot be replicated or erased. In its permanence, as confirmed in Call of the Cutie, the cutie mark becomes a lifelong affirmation of one’s unique narrative—a sacred banner of identity and self-discovery.
To reduce such a profound symbol to a mere vocational label, as some later depictions in Cutie Pox or Magical Mystery Cure attempt, is to strip it of its true magnificence. A cutie mark is not a job or an obligation; it is a timeless reflection of the harmony between body, mind, and soul. To trivialize its meaning is to misunderstand its transcendent role in expressing individuality and purpose.
Scientifically, one might liken it to a unique genetic code, an expression of existence so layered and intricate that it defies reductive interpretation. Emotionally, it is a beacon—a radiant testament to the miracle of identity and the wonder of self-expression.
Let the cutie mark remain untouched, its beauty unblemished and its meaning untarnished. To honor the cutie mark is to honor the sacred, irreplaceable essence of the individual. It is a celebration of the complexities that define us, a crystallized symbol of the infinite beauty of the soul. Let it forever stand as the brilliant coat of arms it was always meant to be—a shining flag of the heart, unfurled in the winds of life. A true snowflake essence known colloquially as snowpity.
