Stuff on a Wall

Stuff on a Wall

“Yes, I know that, but what does it do?”

“Doesn’t do anything, really. It’s just there.”

“So it’s useless?”

“Oh, I wouldn’t say that. It’s a deep expression of an internal impulse so strong it’s made manifest, interpreted in physical form.”

“Well, what’s the point of that?”

“It makes its own point. It births its own value in all our minds.”

“My appraisal is rather a low value for things that don’t have a practical function.”

“The beauty of the phenomenon is that everyone can give their own appraisal. It’s certainly true they have systems for generating income based around things like popularity, skill, and how long the one who made it has been making them, but that’s really a secondary attachment. What matters is that someone made it, out of that hidden drive, perhaps spending hours or days or years, and let it be seen by others.”

“I suppose I don’t understand. It all sounds very vague.”

“And so it is. Nothing is certain, in fact, the greatest financial gain most often comes after whoever made the things is dead.”

“Hm. So why bother at all if there’s no guarantee?”

“Whatever the reasons for that, and they say different things at different times, mind you, they’ve been doing it for thousands of years. There’s something inside them that not only fires the engine of creation, it sparks a flame in others. It’s both born of and a generator of that internal fire. If it does anything, that’s the thing. They consider it vital—even if they don’t always acknowledge its importance to their existence.”

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