They want the things that are truly worth wanting. They elevate their desires. The world tells them to be a good consumer but they want to be the one consumed. – by a moral cause.*
We are creatures of desire because we are creations of desire.**
I am reminded of what a caterpillar goes through to become a butterfly, as described by Sam Anderson:
Terrible things happen in there: a campaign of grisly desolation that would put most horror movies to shame. What a caterpillar is doing, in its self–imposed quarantine, is basically digesting itself. It is using enzymes to reduce its body to goo, turning itself into a soup of ex-caterpillar — a nearly formless sludge oozing around a couple of leftover essential organs (tracheal tubes, gut).^
What’s the cause that consumes you and is turning you into a different kind of person?