something I wrote down

I scribbled something in my notebook a week or so ago about why we create things. It was this:

Do you know why we build things? Because at some point the BS of consuming and acquiring the work of others become so intolerable as to necessitate the creation of something truly unique and completely of and for the self.

What does that mean?

Shut up and make something.

I wrote a lot of stuff to support the above, but I think that stands on its own.

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