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All that we create is already gone - if not during our lifetime, then, after centuries - yet it will absolutely be gone at the time the Sun swallows the Earth. 

It would be shallow to claim that we create for others. For fame, money, attention - Great art comes from within the sacred space of close attention, joy and prescence - this practice is for ourselves alone. It is within our reach to extract coherent meaning from our subliminal areas within our consciousness. As it is with Buddhist monks; Building intricate patterns, only to eradicate them once the work is done - So it is also with us and our own practice. It is fleeting and it is perishable. 

All of our hardship in creating will be gone, with us - yet, it is what sets us on fire in this very existence. It is what gives you the ecstasy of bliss, the experience to fly, whilst alive. Conclusively, we create as a means to sustain us through life. It is the very opportunity Life has given us, to transcend ourselves into matter - to view an extension of ourselves, and in doing so, having birthed something complete.