@SevenSeize was such an over achiver  (Posting a day ahead of scheldue) but I loved her presentation: https://www.newgrounds.com/art/view/sevenseize/inktober-day-7-exhausted

Exhausted is todays word of the day and I feel a lot of the time I have come too far to ever feel even the slightest bit tired.

I really should not be so hard on myself, as I have been as of late. I mean it is really not my fault that the elders of my finite existence have little to no imagination and my prose or illustrative ability is lost on them.

 Very few of my guild have ever really sought to explain the positive aspects of the craft and when we do, unless the audience is willing to exercise their, “third eye,” then the conversation is all together a pointless one.

My hackles raise at the idea of being respected, appreciated, called upon to present more work and being given a real financial opportunity, only to be told by those that say they love me, that it’s not real, the internet is full of charlatans and to be asked, “What do I seek to gain from drawing, cartoon characters, with that rabble of degenerate minds?”

  My hand stiffens and crinkles, rips the canvas, in exhaustion.

For my inability to high jump above the standard of production and land upon the pad which would signify a cushion against barbs of an ancient mentality.

Do you want to know why the Time’s Magazine has not published a “special addition,” segment of the Greatest People of the 21 century?

 It’s really a sad notion and exhausting to consider. There is a complete refusal, an inability to witness talent placed before the masses and say three simple words, “I appreciate you.”

An African from Uganda came to visit me and I found him to be repugnant.

Here is a man that is a pastor of a church, who survived the destruction of Idi Amin, who drove their country into the ground. The man literally killed young boys who sought the education needed that would allow them to do more than plow a field with an aggie; and this African pastor comes to my home and asks me, “Why do our youth spend so much time on the internet, why don’t they learn a trade or skill, like carpentry?”

 In his country when the internet became available to the government and the average person, no one knew how to use it. Now all the youth know, yet the avenues of trade and production are only as advanced as the demand for one’s supply. Business 101.

Anyway, I don’t care if it is Africa or America, no one gets an education, achieves knowledge, a degree, a doctorate, to be made to slave away for $2 an hour, or $12 an hour for that matter.

The notion is purely exhausting and no respectable person would dare spill the drivel.

Here is an African that come to another country and asks for financial assistance and the youth that would be his supply for whatever venture capitalists plans he can envision but believes those on the interent are too worried about becoming “famous,” and to live like celebrities, that when the answer to financial prosperity, monetary freedom, retirement security, is in one’s own creative relevancy, they don’t believe it.

https://www.newgrounds.com/art/view/adventvoice/creative-relevancy

https://www.linkedin.com/pulse/battle-creative-relevancy-advent-voice/?published=t

If we refuse to accept this fact, I really fear for the state of the world in the 21 century.