There is little else more seductive than the applause of your peers.
To be looked upon with a mixture of awe, reverence, admiration and perhaps even jealousy.
As social creatures our sense of identity depends a lot on what others think of us.
Left unchecked it turns into a trap, a little ruse of our ego to deceive us.
Any recognition is good in principle, but to be drunk on it and forget what brought us here is an error.
Be wary of applause, as you would be of a boisterous drunkard who might go off at anytime. Keep your distance.
Your accomplishments driven by effort and diligence is beautiful on its own.
The adoration of half-wits is a blot upon your spirit. Do not yield.