What's the point?

Ahhhh!!! What's the point of this, anyway?

What's the point of creating anything new when there isn't really any originality in the world?

Can you tell me that?

Because, when you think about it, you'll see that everything comes from somewhere, and that somewhere rarely comes from an undiscovered place. We all have influences.

Sometimes I wonder if that's all we are. If we are the influences that are around us, and they are us. But that wouldn't make any sense then, would it, because then they would just be feeding off of them selves.

Everything is recycled.

Everything is reused.

Everything marinates in this big circle of stuff.

Sometimes I wish that there was something new.