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caught on to something really uncomfortable about admiration. once you possess a skill or quality or understanding that you once admired, it ceases to be admirable or interesting or magical-it's just another spread in yer chest. objectivity in the quality of a quality (hah!) becomes no good, and no good at all. subjectivity, being subjective, changes too. i'm sure a certain amount of proficiency paired with a certain amount of passion could make great strides, but it would be hard to find enough passion to build up proficiency in anything-of course, arbitrary actions can breed passion, or at the very least gratification. don't feel any obligation to explore all the possibilities necessary to explain. i'm not actually being that abstract in the first place, anyway. think of something or someone you admire, reread, rethink. no abstraction. you wan' buy a hertz donut? hertz, donit? ... .. .either all of this is true or i lack something necessary somewhere- a leetle bolt or so.