Micolus the Colossus

It's been quite some time since I posted anything of true value....the thing is...I'm filled with ideas about what to write and I'm dying to get them out on the white sheets of the computer screen, but the problem is, as always, life being to filled up with shit. From the very moment we develop our personality and our ability to think we are set in constant labour, whether it be school, work or the military (hi there, third world, yes, im talkin to you). In these occupations we are forced to produce whatever creative or physical energy we have in favour of society. The logically developed and those with good memories are put in certain schools (not necessarily put, but you get my point.) Those being in good physique are put into certain jobs. You see, everywhere our talents and traits are being sucked into the abyssmal pit that is society... Now, the creatives, where do they go? Since culture is in decline and it takes a Down's Syndrome, semi-handicapped, retarded three year old to write the modern music and litterature that door is closed. I mean...it's not closed literally, you could still create great pieces of art but they wouldn't be appreiciated and you would not have money to survive...And you would no matter what have some other talent of yours being sucked into society leaving you with a strong desire to create art and yet no energy to muster in order to complete it.

thats kinda where my problem lies

adieu