Resist your inner Hitler

Happy Halloween little monsters!

Thought I'd share a scary thought on this momentous occasion.  Are you ready?  It's a little out there -- but bear with me as it makes some supercilious point of the highest hyperbole:

(and yes, I had to look up both those words to make sure I used them correctly).

Ready?

Here goes:

What if Hitler didn't give up?

Think about it.  A failed artist with serious anger issues and internal struggles that had an insurmountable power of persuassion and (argumentably) charisma.

What if he didn't give up?  What if he stuck with his art and somehow his natural talents of persuassion and charisma were channeled through a positive medium -- something that made us think, reflect, and potentially cause us to question our own inner demons and frustrations?

That's what art is, isn't it?

What if, in some other universe he made a different choice?  What if he chose to channel his frustration and viewpoints through his paintings?  It could be argued that in that alternative universe he would have the same power and charisma.  And if his power of charisma and persuassion was cemented in a painting or drawing -- well then, could it not also be argued that the affect on society would/could be completely different?

If there's anything I've learned from Hitler it is to NEVER give up.  To deny your destiny has the potential to unleash disaster on the human race in insurmoutable proportions.

I've also learned to avoid syphalis at all costs. (Apparently he had it)

My question to you is this:  are you there?  On that precipice of giving up?  Are you filled with frustration and torment because where you are trying to go is more difficult a journey than you could've possibly imagined?

If you are I strongly urge you to keep the course.  You never know how mutated you might become if you don't.

You also don't know the negative affects you could have on others.

And so, I say to all you struggling artists in the simplest of sentences: resist your inner Hitler.  Resist the beast inside you that gives up, blames others for their failings, and lashes out externally.

Smother that beast -- that primal instinct that we are all capable of nurturing.  Instead, have a little faith that your opportunity WILL come.  It WILL manifest in its given time under the right circumstances.  When it does; your talents, ideas, and perspectives will be channeled in a way that society can absorb (safely). 

It might even provoke ideological change.

Quitting and blaming others is the easy way out. 

Staying the course and believing in all your dreams is the road less travelled.  But it is the most rewarding road of all -- even if it is lonely, fraught with obstacles, and lots and lots of potholes for you to jump over.

Wipe away the tears and remember: you owe it to yourself to continue.  You also owe it to society.

Dark and twisty, right?  But I think somewhere buried deep within this extra scary metaphor a valid point is made. 

And now, a happier tone to bring you back to the here and now.  A little scene from a woman who undoubtedly has stayed the course -- and who has a definite love of Halloween.

Boo!

What it all means...ish.

Saw an inspirational video (posted below) that got me thinking in a very Carrie Bradshaw sort of way -- that is, if Carrie Bradshaw were a philosopher on things like agonizing career choices and complicated industry politics.

And yes, I'm referring to the Entertainment Industry -- specifically the Canadian Entertainment Industry. 

At this point I'm sure my lawyer would strongly urge me to lay some sort of disclaimer prefaced with the words 'in my experience', and since my lawyer is a super smart dude with amazing exit clauses I will comply.

Legal Disclaimer:

Blah blah, in my experience, this is all based on my opinion blah blah.

Now where were we?

Ah, the inevitable suckitude of the world not quite matching the dreams in your heart. 

So here's the thing: it's a sort of game.  For whatever reason before you came down to Earth you made some sort of deal with yourself that you would have X dream and would have to receive XX number of rejections before it would happen . 

Why?

Here is my best answer: because up there in cosmic utopia you thought it would be a good learning experience or something.

Rejection is a guarantee.  It's a part of the process.  You wanted this for yourself. 

So instead of feeling defeated every time you get one, create one, contribute to one, unknowingly contribute to one, drink to much and say something you shouldn't, etc., you should rejoice.  Be relieved that another one is accomplished as you stumble towards success. 

Don't be afraid to put yourself out there more. 

LOOK FOR AS MANY REJECTIONS AS YOU CAN FIND.

It will help you get to your goal a lot quicker.

I mean it.

Got another rejection letter?  No problemo.  Celebrate. 

That's one less rejection letter until your goal. 

Your victory. 

Your PREDETERMINED destiny.

So breathe deep and know that whatever desires are in your heart are there as a sort of road map that will carve out your future.  DO NOT let go -- no matter how many rejections come your way.  It's just an obstacle that you have to muddle through until you reach your destination.

Coolio?

Remember: the best flowers grow in shit. 

It's the hot steamy stinky sh*t that makes you grow.


Need I say anything else Little Flower who is currently a seed under a big pile of donkey's manure?




And now, a video presentation to help you wipe away the tears: