I Like Inspiring People

I like inspiring people because it gives my own life validation. It doesn't matter how. Maybe I cause them to evaluate their life. Maybe it's something brief, a tiny uplifting mood that brightens their day a bit. I like inspiring people because when they come back and tell me when I've done so I know that my time on this earth has not been pointless. Already, I am satisfied knowing that I have made a difference. The question is, how much more can I do? How many more can I reach? Because what is the point of life, really? Money? Possessions? No. It's about people. What you can do for them, what you will do for them. What they will do for you.

I like inspiring people because inspiring people inspire me. Because they took the time to get outside of their own life and reach into mine. Because they care on some spectral level. Because they want to make a change, because they resolve themselves to act. Because they've thought of something that I haven't yet, and I am humbled by it. Because to humble one's self is to be among the people. And from there you can inspire others too.

I suppose by the transitive property I like myself.