"...We're Gawds"

I don't think I'm an artist never have. Even though like you, and everybody else I've been doing bleeping one kind or other of creative mayhem all my life. Still I don't fit any description of them guys,...not one.

It could be that the only descriptions I've ever run into are about semi-existent white guys doing weird shit then getting insanely rich, and or dying. I think everybody has this problem.

The artist caste is as insular as any other. However unlike any other everybody more or less is one kind of artist or other. So a few guys figured out the only way to make the racket a going business would be to limit membership.

Which they did with amazing completeness.

Well okay sometimes they get a bit guilty about it, and clear a few square inches for "Outsider Art" or them Comix book folks, but that's about all. Meanwhile Seven Billion folks are out there creating stuff all the time all over the place. All unrecognized. Our stuff to official artists is unrecognizable as art.

Like all their soulless crap is to us.

The business of being a Genius has a similar limiting culture. Clearly you can only be one if you invent some weird shit that kills people or can be sold for zillions. I mean just look at who we call geniuses.

Okay maybe a few nice folks, but still look at 'em.

Btw there are Seven Billion of them unofficial geniuses too. Using their creativity to develop all manner of swell jazz. You don't know about them because none of it makes trillions for certain interests,...yet.

'Course there are Billions of  talentless incompetent jerks fanatics assholes morons, and complete idiots too. A world of political mass delusions wars, and customs show that seriously well.

So to conclude the sermon we're a world of brilliant creative artistic geniuses with a strong habit of grand delusions vicious stupidity, and extreme violence.

Yep made in da image of Gawds alright.