Art is a mistake

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Bottom line, it is unless you love living in uncertainty or manage to magically pop a huge fanbase (but let's not get into that, it's not convenient to say it). Meanwhile, you'll still live in uncertainty because that's just how it works. How life works. It's just like that. Might get lucky and find certainty, you're certainly not the majority. I'm talking of things in a "I need money to pay for food to survive" perspective. Luckily I still live well, not thanks to me, and I'm aware how frail a situation of this sort is. Do you live well? At your own expense? Someone else's? This highly educated society is a mistake, by the way. We get extremely highly educated numbnuts who think their education will get them somewhere - maybe it will, who knows, but more often than not, that education won't matter because what runs this world is a bunch of tasks that don't require it and nobody wants to do them. Because they're awful, and probably a waste of your education. And they pay like shit.

But regardless. Art was a mistake. I wish my brain worked for other stuff besides art, and even for that it works horribly. But hey, I had to try.



Fuck art.

//Disclaimer: if you're good with art, great. I hope you like my lovely insight on my relationship with art. It's beautiful ain't it?