Saturday, 12 January 2008

Wondering what life is all about

Ever wondered this.... well it's a complete waste of time as the more you wonder what this life is all about, before you know it, death beckons and your life is over, wasted with regret and misery.

So in advanced acknowledgement of this fact, it's best to take the bull by the knackers and find your own path and sod everything else, only taking into account your immediate close knit family and drag them along for the ride, life is about living, not to worry about living.

Local and international presidents and prime ministers come and go as the incompetent fools that they become, making each and every part of the world stink with political turbulence that spoils the worlds residents to live the life they should and most rightly deserve.

I come from the world of poverty, I'd say, as I grew up expecting nothing and wanting nothing except a deep knowledge of how to paint and draw like the fantasy masters that I came to admire as I was growing up.

Drawing and creating art for me was like giving a part of me and my mind to paper that would never see the light of day, only to close family, if I had that.

Drawing concepts and ideas became the buzz of normal day life, I never had a proper job until late in my life and that was to lead to more dull life dullness, when I did get a job, but I nevertheless felt normal getting a job, like I conformed to everyday life and the society that was set before me, after all a job meant supposed security and potential advancement in social circles, but this was a fabrication in terms of the way institutional societies had evolved and become the norm throughout the worlds bollocks world affairs.

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