In the limitations of the mortal coil you strive to return the favor that has been given to you. You strive to create. This is where our limitations come to pass as a factor that will cut of all the baby fat of our deluded minds. Show us what we are really capable of, and that is to create, nothing. We are above the food chain but far below any godliness we think we could, or already do possess. So all we can do in our small lives and restricted existence, is to create an abstract. To create one, we use up more of our mental capacity's then we think. To create, is a process where you need a mold, a mind, and substance. To create you need an acceptance and readyness for failure and sacrifice. All creators sacrifice, if not more substance then they mean to use, then, themselves. Where is it written that creators live to see their creations strive and flourish. Creators are giants among all, they are the living energy. It might be they create, then fade, for their work is done. We are creators of abstract, something that is form only in our minds. We are the only living things that understand art, we made it, we grow from it. We see out creations but it is never the same in our eyes, because we made it, we gave it life, we know it's faults and perfections. So to continue living along side our creations, we observe them through other eyes, the eyes of other creators. We create neutral, abstract, our own minds reflected into matter, we can't create, mold, a new world. We can, but only in mind. How can creation become creator? We live it, enjoy it, and understand it. We don't search farther then that.