When kids are young, they usually will say many things of what they want to be for the future – most of them not knowing the true work done for that job, and almost all of them never truly developing the passion for that job.
Some kids do. Some kids grow up with the true passion to become a doctor, to become a scientist or a firefighter. I commend those kids who grew up, not caring about the hardships of their jobs – or the steps to take there.
Me on the other hand, I was one of those stupid, childish kids who grew up around a world greatly frowned upon by other parents – I fell in love with the media. It was any medium that told a story I was in love with – I love writing, I love drawing, acting… Though I felt bad about feeling truly passionate about these things because in the end – they were ultimately, useless.
So what if I have some great message I want to tell the world? It’s not like they’d care, the only people who would truly ever pay attention to my stories are the people who can see the message I was talking about in the first place. … In this world where Never Say Never is number 2 at the box office.
Not to say how I’m truly passionate about this stuff – am I lying to myself? I love movies yes, but I haven’t seen all the legendary ones, all the ones that might’ve truly mattered to the world. I’m not interested in reading Who Killed a Mockingbird when there are greater stories to me such as The Accidental Billionaires?
And if I kept hold with this silly, non-conventional idea of a job I want – how would I survive in the real world? For one thing that I never consider, is that racism in a way – still exists. I could never survive as an actor, no matter how passionate I am, due to the fact that I can’t do kung-fu or karate. We live in a society that separates into their own groups in movies, you have the White movie, you have the Black movie – and even if there’s a white guy in the black movie or vice versa, it’s still the black movie.
It’s those movies that win the day in the end. Not movies like AZNized.
And how foolish of me, to develop one other single talent that wouldn’t give me a steady job no matter what – wanting to be an Artist.
Such a wide variety of careers in there, such a dying culture, where has the recognition gone? No one can become as legendary as the greats – Da Vinci, Gogh – no one will be remembered.
I am an artist, what kind of artist am I? Do I tell the deep message through my art? Presumably not.
So where do I go from here? Do I take the incredibly doubtful path of the media-man? Or do I take the route of the normal man? Sitting in an office somewhere, crunching numbers and calling people to buy magazines…
Truly, life must be easy somewhere. But which life do you want? The easy life? Or the unpredictable?
