Yearning for stability, we hallucinate a stable sense of self, a self-deception filled with static notions of who we are. Thus the river becomes a rock-- unchanging and solidified by its illusion.
Content creators--who are obsessed with the euphoric attention received by their creations--live to produce. They exist for it. They are slaves to it. What is it like to be a content machine whose only value is production?
The Inner Prometheus is the aspect of the self that has an insatiable desire to become something more (will to power) combined with one's expressiveness for the love of self-creation (Promethean self-love).
If the self is rooted in memory, then the soil of experience and information are essential for the self to sprout into an infinitely massive Yggdrassil.
@Lustrxl Could it be that your BPD is sabotaging the stability of a meaningful connection because it prefers the instability of pushing it away so suddenly? Maybe it's not so unusual to like both the warmth of a deep connection and the thrill of destroying it.....hmmm.