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The End

      It all starts when you find the one thing that makes you happy.
      You can’t describe it or even say it, but you know the feeling is there.  You’re no longer concerned with anything else because after all that time you spent searching, it’s finally with you.
       So you keep doing it.  You keep writing or running or solving math problems…wherever it is your passion lies.  And that’s all there is to it.  It’s just the simple act of doing.

       But then you realize it, and that is where the end begins.  You realize it makes you happy, and you attempt to manipulate it in such a way that it can make you happy all the time.
      Then you try to improve it, so that it can become the means to some other end.  You start to dream about all the things it can bring you, if only you can get just a little bit higher.
      Then you start to compare.  You find others who do it worse and you use them to boost your ego.  You find others who do it better and you attempt to beat them.  
       Then you define yourself in its terms.  You become the task.  
       And there starts the obsession.  The pain.  The fear.  The insecurity.  It becomes a nightmare rather than a dream and all the good is lost.
       And that’s the final end.  That’s the destruction of something great. 

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