Science - Giver of thought, who are you?

Giver of thought, who are you?

   Coming from light to darkness, from life to new life,
   You blind our vision, you open a new world for us... 
   You are the one who illuminated my body with radiant light
   You gave me magnetism, which makes me
   my body to be, - and fills the emptiness with meaning
   You give a thought and instead of searching for food
   I'm trying to put this idea into practice!
   Bestiary in the vastness of ghostly centuries
   I remember how even a monkey
   One day, instead of fruit, I grabbed a heavy stone from the ground
   And he was thrown upward to understand all the meanings of life
   Come to us, giver of knowledge
   Let me do a little more useless things
   Reveal to me the meaning of my creation
   That our life is just useless vanity
   Before me, without your spirit, I'm just an animal
   Living for his own body,
   I am a dead stone imprisoned in darkness
   Without your breath...

   The spirit of a genius, sprinkled with a dream with knowledge giving a nightmare
   After all, it was you who made me realize that I exist
   And knowing this, I again fall into ecstasy, plunging into meloncholy
   How hard it is - an evil genius for me to cope with that thought
   That I am, but your spirit is sweet to me when I
   You illuminate with light the essence of things from chaos into system
   Like some kind of puzzle you put together from 
   bricks of the universe... 

   You are someone coming inside me, you are an evil genius, 
   No, you are not God, you did not create me, but you are probably the Devil
   After all, you told me that you were createdI - 
   AND I AM EVERYTHING, AND EVERYTHING IS ME!


                On the question of a creative personality...

   It’s funny when you realize that I exist. But who am I and why
and even by whom was I created?  It’s easier to look for answers in religion, even in
the most stupid, insane, denying all the laws of physics. But I don't
I’m writing about this at all, but this is what I’m writing about. It is known that many
people with creative person syndrome who have dedicated their lives to
matters that are unnecessary from the point of view of common sense are very often
they talk about certain infernal forces that give them thought. Here
one may recall Plato, who said that Plato
it was made by a demon.  You can remember D. Levi who argued about
a mysterious someone who gives him a thought. There are similar examples
all the time. 
   One science fiction writer wrote a very interesting story on this topic.
He described the structure of one tribe of peticanthropes. They lived like everyone else
animals, natural biological impulses and
motives.  That is, the whole tribe searched for food all day long.
These searches were their main task in life.  There are also
multiply.
   But then one day, instead of as usual, a certain monkey
go in search of food, accidentally wandered into the grotto - and there I found
strange crystal.  At first like an animal, it tried it on
taste.   It was not edible.  Animals have it too
curiosity, but it is dictatednatural needs.
But then the crystal lit up with a magical light and the monkey,
who found him suddenly did a strange thing.  She
She picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the crystal. She doesn't have a hand
was adapted for this purpose, and therefore it did not hit the target.
This caused indignation in her soul, dissatisfaction, and
then she picked up another stone and threw it at the crystal again.

   Such an act can be called, firstly, non-standard, secondly
secondly brilliant.  This monkey is possible, became the very first
genius on earth.  When she hit the crystal with a stone, then suddenly
it stopped glowing and joy reigned in the petycanthrope’s soul.
He threw stones at the mysterious crystal all day, then again and again.

   From the point of view of rational behavior, we can say that this
the monkey has gone crazy. It is doomed to extinction. Since the author
the science fiction writer described a difficult time for the tribe, there was no food
not enough. 
   But one day, this monkey came out into the jungle and picked him up from the ground.
stone and killed a young pig, and then ate it. Before this
who has not thought of such things. So the whole tribe will soon
was able to learn to hunt.
   The question is, who taught the monkey this - and for what purpose?
goals?  The author posed a clear problem, only for creative people
people.  After all, creative people ask for what purpose
give their lives, forgetabout food, work, family, money,
their health, but still do absolutely useless things
things from a common sense point of view?