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:: Rants ::

:: Human Motivation ::

With this site I wanted to show my work. But first, I must do the work. I wonder about what makes me to do this. I wonder about our human motivations.

What is it that drives us to accomplish feats and reach new heights? Why do we each yearn to be recognized?

There is a need, deep inside of our human selves that motivates us to talk, to be witty, to make fun of others.

A force that's destructive as well as constructive. Something that urges us to make ourselves seem better than anyone else ... to ourselves.

I started to believe that it's the need to feel important that fuels us. A powerful force that has driven humanity through the ages. When Rembrandt painted. When Beethoven composed. When thousands have surpassed their genius and were never recognized. When a few have been.

Are we then that selfish? Do we create (and destroy) just for the sake of a dim sense of prestige, that we overlook in the wake of our own accomplishments?

What did Rembrandt feel, when he laid down his brush to looked at a finished work of art? Did he feel awe? Did he admire his own work? And by doing so, would he then look at other works of art disapprovingly? There must have been pride. Maybe even anger, that what he labored to create didn't receive the acclaim it should have at the time.

If this is true then not even mothers and teachers are safe from this claim. In fact, it would be all too apparent in their case. Because they would feel superior to their charge. Looking down on those who, by their very definition, are inferior to them.

I haven't read much on the subject, in contemplation. These were my own thoughts on the matter. But when I did read, later on, it turned out that this tainting of the human spirit, this sacrilege of all that is good and true in being human is in fact true. To a point.

Personally, I will turn a blind eye and never, ever willingly enter a discussion of human psychology that deals with such subjects. It takes the color away. It makes us less human.

Therefore, I do what I do because I like it. And that's also true. To a point.

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I rave.

Every maniac is entitled to speak his mind and rupture his lungs from all the screaming.

Your efforts to stop me will surely fail, because I have causality on my side. At least that is always with the people who're always wrong.