Well, to use working out as an example, I imagine if I didn't work-out for a whole few years and how weak and out of shape I'd be. Of course positivty can also be useful, but psychologists tend to agree discomfort is super powerful when it comes to motivation, comfort tends to breed complacency.
being able to simulate on the computer what i have neither means nor opportunity of creating in real life. and then being able to share these concept images and animations, but i think the main thing is just being able to create them. beyond that there's really no more nor less motivation then the diversity of everything that exists being there. i would be a lot more motivated, if making things in real life didn't have to involve indenturing yourself to anything to do so. and i mean it doesn't have to, or wouldn't, if people didn't make it that way. if people didn't make the mistake of buying into this idea that they are somehow better off by making it that way. i don't have a lot of motivation because of how demotivating everything having to be about money is, and knowing that most things that are, don't even have to be, and even a lot of those that do, are because there are so many humans and that our numbers are pushing up against the finiteness of existing and available resources. my motivation and reward is in my imagination, and i believe that's probably where everyone's begins and ends, whatever physical artifacts or substances enable us to externalize this. for me this last is the wonder of things like trains and computers that you can see doing things, without having to have their own internal self awareness to do so. and you look at the universe and there might be awarenesses there that you don't see, but like trains and computers, most of what you see happening, isn't visibly dependent on them if there are. yes its true trains and computers wouldn't exist if people hadn't made them, and anything large or complex, like infrastructure, depends on a lot of people paticipating in doing so. but a cat, i think if anything could have made itself it would have been a cat. (ok i'm just being silly about that last one, but why wouldn't god be a cat? of course not with the limitations of the cats we know, but what about the invisible cats we don't know?) but back to trains and computers, and a landscape of trees, forests and mountains to give them context. and of course cats or catlike semi-human like aliens to populate them. that kind of aesthetic strangeness, architecture without rectangles and nothing larger or more complex then one person could build themselves, except the trains and even those, not like what most people think of, but small, like a bunch of mini-vans coupled together end to end, running on a track narrow enough to step across in one stride. forests and mountains and trees and little trains and little odd houses, ok that's what i have on the brain, but that's a world i believe, if people were to allow each other to live in it, to let us build more little houses instead of making more babies to need bigger houses to live in, to get energy from wind, water and sun, instead of being locusts, because to create is our nature, imagination is our nature, and to bring what we can create without destroying into existence, that is the only way human people, are ever going to be able to allow themselves and each other to be truly happy.
VERY EMPOWERING. Your posts are always thought-provoking. I loved the injection of humour, via the cats.
honestly, the hardest part is getting there. Once I am there I am motivated, but getting there is the hardest part for me.
if there's one thing that motivates me to put off and hope it will go away entirely, it is having to deal directly with people who perceive their existence as beginning and ending with what they tell each other. those who live entirely in the universe of words, whether those words are a religious belief or a political ideology or any of those sorts of things, instead of the universe that doesn't begin in words, that isn't contained by them, the universe of air and sun and trees and forests, in which as humans, we are only passing visitors.
One evening as the sun went down And the jungle fire was burning, Down the track came a hobo hiking, And he said, "Boys, I'm not turning I'm headed for a land that's far away Besides the crystal fountains So come with me, we'll go and see The Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, There's a land that's fair and bright, Where the handouts grow on bushes And you sleep out every night Where the boxcars all are empty And the sun shines every day On the birds and the bees And the cigarette trees The lemonade springs Where the bluebird sings In the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains All the cops have wooden legs And the bulldogs all have rubber teeth And the hens lay soft-boiled eggs The farmers' trees are full of fruit And the barns are full of hay Oh I'm bound to go Where there ain't no snow Where the rain don't fall The wind don't blow In the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains You never change your socks And the little streams of alcohol Come trickling down the rocks The brakemen have to tip their hats And the railroad bulls are blind There's a lake of stew And of whiskey, too You can paddle all around 'em In a big canoe In the Big Rock Candy Mountains In the Big Rock Candy Mountains, The jails are made of tin And you can walk right out again, As soon as you are in There ain't no short-handled shovels, No axes, saws or picks, I'ma goin' to stay Where you sleep all day, Where they hung the Turk That invented work In the Big Rock Candy Mountains I'll see you all this coming Fall In the Big Rock Candy Mountains