It would not be ideal productive behavior in society, however destruction is a trait of humanity. We all desire peace yet cannot resist the urge for destruction.

Or when I do my work I often feel compelled to destroy it in someway, and often it feels good, even liberating.

Truthfully, the work is already dying as I create it. Is that not the story of life? Some forms are clear as glass, and some appear to melt away and corrode. 

I think destruction is a big part of my existence.

Society pushes us to believe in false idols, false ideas and false desires. Rebelling against some of this was the only way I was introduced to some reality.

When you see this, you can’t really go back to the way it was before.

Humanity is full of contradictions.