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In the search for some kind of profundity and the culmination of the act of creation where everything makes sense, we begin to make sense to ourselves. And throughout the course of our lives, countless intrusions are flung at this process, a continuous contamination of insecurity, pride, money, poverty, feeling too close, feeling too far, naysayers, ass-lickers, a million excuses in every direction to stop listening to the heartbeat of the process and knowing what you have to do to keep it alive and to keep making sense. 

The challenge is to always listen and to act upon that little voice of creative compulsion… The voice that you recognize through the faint echo of something akin to hunger pangs. Create with courage or disappear in the well-rehearsed actions of the fearful.