After being unable to express what I believe and feel through the standard methods of using language and speaking I’m trying to use art.
Funny thing is that I’m here to protest my story being prostituted for money- a fact you’re at a complete failure to get- so if I was a “sucessful” artist- would I not become the very thing that I came to protest about?
It verily is a form of madness within itself- over 100 works since I started a couple months ago:
God says to me, “Build me an ark.”
I told him, “You didn’t pay me for the last job I did for you, how am I supposed to afford the materials for an ark?”
“Its an analogy.”
“A flood, did you already forget what boats are for? I gave you an education this time around, and is not 67 feet of paper made from Mulberries so fine Moses with his papyrus would have been envious being shipped from Amazon.com as we speak? What more do you want? Leonardo di ser Piero da Vinci didn’t have as fine of paint as what you have either, and your ink is in every way as black and smooth and permanent as the best Chinese calligrapher could dream! I’ve also given you plenty of information to work with- like everything that is known about everything without even having to go to a library for it, and statistics on reality so we need not go by hearsay any information or be mislead by politics.”
So I build I suppose, they all think I’m crazy and will not listen, but God says someday your barren deserts in which no amount of effort will make even a single seed sprout- shall become a bounty with lakes and rivers and reeds and birds and fish, and food- glorious food again! But you surely do need a better instruction manual than the ones currently in use that contains more up to date and useful information as well as analysis as to what has already been said/happened when such times become fertile for such and your ear is open. Its so tough to admit that someone else knows more than you isn’t it? I think at least a book should be devoted to the analysis of your ego. When was it that you came to believe you were God itself again? Not any worship of false idols or anything going on in those selfie shots is there? But you know it all huh? Sure, sure, you do…
Your attitude isn’t helping me very much actually- I’m really thinking about leaving your sorry asses on this planet where your greed and narcissism as well as callousness towards others suffering will obviously lead to everyone’s unfortunate demise- YOUR planet will be destroyed and YOU will be to blame. The end.
Take this job and shove it- I ain’t working here no more!
And if God meant for me to be listened to- wouldn’t it have at least given me some talents or skills or good looks or at least charisma since everything is just a popularity contest? Oh well, good riddance.
I know you’ll never listen no matter how many colors I paint it in, no matter how clever the examples I use, it will never ever be good enough for you! That is what I’ve certainly learned during the course of my lifetime.
The paint won’t wash that away.
I’m just waiting for my house to burn down.
Then I will truly have nothing, just as God wants it.
All hope flew away on ashes, on smoke.
So much potential.
Only bad people
live here now
where did all the good people go?
when you make a million saying that
but never get you were dancing in the blood