What does your stupid art even do for the world?

Maybe “what have you done for the world” isn’t even the right question. It assumes an acting upon, separate from-ness. What if the good stuff happens less when you act upon the world and more when you become one with it? Part of it.

someone who has low self-esteem is really a narcissist in disguise, because both share the obsession with the self, no matter if it’s awesome or awful.