Agitated and restless, the urge to create.
It grows stronger as you mature, tastes become solid and well loved. Shopping around has come to a natural end. We know what we like and what we don’t like. We don’t need the latest fads any more. Just give me the best that rock’n’roll and popular music ever provided, and leave the rap and the modern warbling on the mat. Culture went downhill in recent years ,but there are plenty of good records, books and films.
We developed our ideas and styles, filled the holes that were left by artists and writers, while commerce and competition continued to eat the human soul.
We created in a blaze of creation, but few people noticed. How do you turn people’s heads in this age when arts have already reached the highest pinnacle, and there is oversaturation of every market?
We have to work, dull uninteresting work, repeated until it has no meaning to us any more. Earn the money and pay the bills, that’s all we can do. We can’t earn by being creative. So give up all your precious time and be like everyone else. Sell your soul for the money you need to live.