It is my moral and ethical obligation to do amazing things every day. Doing anything otherwise would be a waste, and I'd essentially be spitting in the face of everyone who's ever lived, who ever will live, and (most of all) who never got the chance to live. I'm not sure why it took me so long to figure this out. But I feel like I've just woken up or something. I've got to become a creator instead of a passive observer. I think I owe this epiphany to the coalescence of several unrelated events: this (but mostly my reaction to it [see comments]), last night's coffee-fueled late-night writing extravaganza, some shit that I vaguely remember happening but can't quite recall (it's very impressionistic), some DIY-themed dream I had last night, and (most importantly, I feel) the strange and eerie recurrence of a quote from the Gospel of Thomas which I was entirely unfamiliar with before it pounced on me twice in the same day: first in a reading assignment for my creative writing class, and then on the reverse label of a Silver Jews record that I found for $6 at a local music store. It was:

If you bring forth what is within you, it will save you.
If you don't bring forth what is within you, it will destroy you.

Gentlemen, I've discovered the meaning of life.