I luv this paragraph, so I quote part of his blog post here:
I’ve had an epiphany up here. My pursuit of the arts was a pursuit of the perfect. By pursuing I mean create. But I cannot create perfection, no one can. No human can. We may try, but it is impossible. Whatever man creates, there is always room for improvement. There are solutions, upgrades, and progress and critiques. Nature does not need to solve anything, or upgrade its equipment, be concerned with progress, or have peers judging its acceptability and quality. It just is. It’s done. Its perfect. Sure life changes and evolves, and mountains collapse and rise, but there is order and purpose to this. Mankind has no order or purpose. We just build arbitrary superficial systems to impose social hierarchies that limit the division of resources to a set number of humans in a sickening and outdated tribal mentality. We claim superiority over non-humans, but we are the same as wolves or gorillas, but with guns and ipods.
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