The stars are motivated by their desire to tell us the age of the universe.
The lake is motivated by its need to differentiate itself from the ocean —
Hence, it shows less emotion, favoring placidity over roar.
If the revolution ever arrives, they say it will be motivated by the demand for justice
And an end to gross inequality — not merely the acquisition of more commodities
Or at least not only that. Hunger for living human flesh is what motivates
The zombie. The horde? Its will to conform. The given by a need to be here
Before anyone or anything else. The wanted by their ability to escape notice
In a crowd, or even from the trillion watchful eyes of the contemporary
Surveillance State. The ignorant are motivated by their wish to stay that way,
At times going to great effort to avoid knowledge. The Market is driven by motives
Sometimes indecipherable to human minds — this is why it is often compared
To a mighty deity or a hysterical neurotic — depending upon the diversification
Of one’s own portfolio. The mirror has much to teach us — it is motivated by a love for
Creating doubles; so doing, it expresses its authentic being-in-the-word through the
Practice of duplicity. The philosopher Hegel tells us that politicos who flatter the powerful
Are motivated by a noble end: to obtain the favors their constituencies need to survive.
Hence, you could say they sacrifice their own self-respect and reputation for the sake
Of others: they are flacks for their flocks. The flag is motivated by the pleasure
It derives from being tickled by the wind — this allows it to forget the great violence
That called it into existence, and continues to maintain its meaning. The philosopher
Schopenhauer believed that the entire universe was motivated by a blind will,
Incomprehensible as a whole, but hinted at in the pleasures and pains of one’s body: this
Is why those management books that harangue middle-executives on the need to motivate
Themselves and their staffs are puzzling: for all are motivated, so much so that those
Who pretend otherwise are hiding something from you or themselves, and thus, the first
Question one should ask about the so-called unmotivated is their motive for engaging in
The Herculean task of disguising their mighty motivation from you. Lumberjacks are
Motivated by their love of lumberjack style: they are said to have a fetish for plaid.
The Deal is motivated by the wish to be called good — either by the buyer or seller, or, in
Some cases both, as in the famous ‘win-win situation.’ Bosses by the wish to be
Obeyed. Chips to be played, or for variety, the fear of being down. Triggers, by the
Fingers that fondle them. Darts, by bulls-eyes — or the challenge of keeping shirt collars
Straight. Motivation itself is motivated by its destiny: to implant
Itself in all beings, both concrete and abstract, real and imagined. And the poem?
It is motivated simply by the need to continue. Even when it dreams of ending, it does so
In hopes of somewhere, sometime, somehow, beginning again — with a new set of words,
Emotions, ideas and yes, motivations. This poem is dreaming that dream as it speaks –
And it continues to do so, even now, as it stops.
This One’s For You
Once someone heard the old Broadway song that went
‘I’ve got to be me, who else can I be?’
And they were that me.
And the more they were that me
The more they saw that me.
The street signs
The ads that popped up on the computer
After a while even the TV shows
‘You’ve got to be that me you’re thinking of
Who else can you be?’
And each and every one of them added:
‘But you need help
In order to be the real me
In order to speak and sing from the real me’s soul
And that’s why we’re here.
We’ve come into your life to help you be you.
That’s what matters most to us —
Because that’s what matters most to you!’