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What Drives Us

Why are we compelled to write? To read? To do anything? Why do we feel this driving need to make something of our lives? What is the point of it?

I don't have an answer. I don't think anyone really does, yet we keep doing it. We keep endlessly working toward it, with no idea where we are going or how we are going to get there. Yet we still have the dream.
We wake up early, stay up all hours of the night. Our passion drives us to complete this thing we are searching after. People tell us we are going to fail. We cannot possibly win. There are already too many people out there doing the exact same thing we want to do. Few of them succeed, but hundreds of them fail.
We don't listen, of course. We think that we will be the special ones. We will be the one to succeed. They don't know what they are talking about. They are just bitter because they had their chance and blew it.
Some of us do succeed. Some of us do quite well despite all the odds that are stacked against us. Bu…

Human Nature

I'm sitting here at my desk preparing to write a blog post for you. It's cloudy out, slightly windy, looks like it might rain. I know, you don't give a damn about the weather. You want to know why you're here and what I can do for you. Whether I can entertain you, make you laugh, or give you some valuable piece of information that you probably could have came up with on your own if you really tried hard enough.

Well sorry to disappoint you, but I don't have anything mind boggling to say today. I would however, like to talk a little bit about human nature (yes I know I'm not actually talking but typing words that you will read at some point in the future). Human nature is an odd thing. We all have it, well, unless you're not which case please tell me in the comments what you think of human nature from a nonhuman perspective. But for the rest of us, we all have it.

When I talk about human nature, I mean things like what draws us toward other human …