19 05 11 - 20:45You can make just about anything into a false god; just make it into a universal solution and carry as an article of faith (not logic) the belief that it can be applied as a source of meaning or solution to all life's problems.
Gods can be false gods; science is a false god, since it doesn't know more than it knows but is treated as if it knows more than the gods; sex, drugs, rock-n-roll are obvious false gods; love of money, sure, and love of shiny objects, but even more abstract things can be false gods -- love, peace, compassion and most abused of all, creativity.
Yep. Creativity is a tool toward an end, not a goal in life. Your life's passion is creativity? Yeah, that's like saying your life's passion is ALLEN WRENCH or PAINTBRUSH. Maybe your life's passion is broil, or belt sanding, but more likely, these are techniques you use to achieve ends which are part of a full life.
Sometimes, we just need to admit that our false gods are boring and pointless. For example, the above pompous image (where I'm from, the kind of people who express such banal and thoughtless platitudes are confined to double-wides a safe distance from freeways that lead to nowhere) comes from Design Sponge, which I (honestly) can't tell apart from Regretsy.
You can see where putting the cart before the horse and making creativity your goal, not a means of realizing your goal, gets you: aimless dicking around with stuff you learned in art school, producing objects your hipster friends will agree are really neat for about two weeks, then pitch into landfills as you leave behind a trail of pointless waste... you never found a goal or meaning to life, so now you're just casting about, as desperate as the businesspeople and other hollow types you love to mock under your latte-stache while riding your fixie through Williamsburg.
DIE HIPSTER DIE