Children of tomorrow

by Argus Dorian

ART DIRECTOR | PRODUCTION MANAGER | WEB DESIGNER | ILLUSTRATOR | ARTIST | WRITER

"With 20 years of expertise, he is an accomplished Art Creative Director, Web Designer, and Marketing & Social Media Manager known for driving business growth through innovative digital and print solutions. Skilled in managing end-to-end project lifecycles and enhancing client engagement, he brings a strategic, problem-solving approach and a commitment to building long-term client and team relationships. As a freelance Dark Cyberpunk Artist and Illustrator, he also brings extensive experience across industries, specializing in advertising, cover art, web design, branding, and digital illustration."

Wake up before it’s too late!

Statistically, in 2020 alone, about 13.800 children under the age of 5 years old died from a variety of causes every day. Can you imagine the number? Let me do the math for you..it’s up to 5 million kids every year. The fact that nobody talks about it make me think.. why do I have to know everything there is to know about rich peoples lifestyle and nothing about what really matters. Where are the big companies now to give these kids a vaccine? These people make billions, why don’t they dedicate a bit of their income and time to the future of our world? It is beyond imagination that people in 2022 die from pneumonia, diarrhoea and malaria, along with preterm birth and intrapartum-related complication on ages under 5 years old. Furthermore, according to WHO’s statistical research, 1.7 millions of children are dying from the environmental contamination and that it just too much to handle. My brain cannot erase these numbers..how can they erase our future? How can that not affect me in every way possible, being a proud father of 3 children and seeing uncertainty in their eyes?

Childhood is long gone now, children are bombed with useless informations every single day and under major pressure from school and society with no purpose to serve other than what their parents and then teachers and then bosses will give them.
Locked in a house, with nothing but a cellphone, no fantasy to work with, no curiosity to be moved by, no adventure to go for.. just no’s and must’s. And all that for what? Safety? In order to keep your child safe, you mute it and keep it in a cage made of glass? No matter if everyone does it, does it make it okay? Or is it a proper example for you to follow? What happened to : if I tell you to go jump off a cliff because everyone does it, will you do it? Did you even grow up like this..? Because if you did, I am so very sorry..if you didn’t.. you remember. You had the privilege of playing outside till the sun goes down, of getting hurt, of making clouds your very own characters in your story, of making ‘salads’ using rocks and flowers and herbs and grass. You were painting, and creating..you were dreaming. You were living and your kids deserve the same if not more.

You will ask me why do I talk about this? What’s the connection this matter has with my art..
Well..

My art is about the thoughts that terrify me during day and night about the future.
The uncertain future for your kids.

Sometimes, I wonder.. how do they achieve such brain-wash?

It’s the media, of course. We all know that. The adds, yes. This one too. The news definitely takes a place in it. What else is there..? Please, if you know something more..let me know! We need to share our thoughts on it. We can help each other. They are keeping us away from the truth, nobody can deny it. They feed us lies..only to keep us under control. You have no time to think about what you truly want, about who you are and what you can do when you only live on survival mode. They know it..

Nobody cares for our children and we teach them the autopilot where they make virtual friends in virtual worlds, thinking that likes and views can determine their worth and status. Our children go to therapists since the age of seven, they are depressed because the think low of themselves. Not worthy enough, no beautiful enough, not skinny enough, not cute enough, not smart enough.
Kids hold no respect towards their parents nor their friends. They swear, and disrespect anything different or out of ordinary.

Different sex? – you’re too weak for a man/ you’re too strong for a woman.

Different age?you’re older, you can’t understand my generation/ you’re younger, you can’t understand my generation.

Different colour?you’re black, your hair is messy/ you’re yellow, your eyes are weird. / you’re white, you look like a corpse.

Where is the unity?.. We used to be deeply connected to nature, animals, the sky.. the sun and the moon but most importantly we were connected to each other. We all came through the same source anyway!

There’s a director behind the scenes that we all know her existence but nobody seems to bother by the fact that her plan is actually working! Millions of lives.. children’s lives..

I’m trying here..i’m trying my best..

Follow my social or contact me

If you had a chance to leave your cell, would you use every single cell you got to grab it?

I know, I would. As a matter of fact, I did. I had to. You see, ‘normal’ can be something totally different for you than what it is to me. And that’s okay. No judgment. Neither you or I can be sure which one is right.. and why should we?

I only care if you’re happy.. Are you happy?

Does it get too much sometimes? I know it does. The pressure consumes you, anxiety is a serious enemy. Your overthinking must be killing you. Unless you’re not an overthinker and you’re just practical… right? Where does your practice keep getting you? Do you get the results you’re craving? I hope you do.

Are you comfortable enough in your skin? In your clothes? In your family? Does your house feel like home?

Don’t answer to me. I don’t need to hear it. You do. They say, be careful of what you’re thinking because it is that one step before action. What are you thinking.. I wonder. No worries.

I will keep this secret of yours if you keep mine… come closer…

I know, I would. As a matter of fact, I did. I had to. You see, ‘normal’ can be something totally different for you than what it is to me. And that’s okay. No judgment. Neither you or I can be sure which one is right.. and why should we?

I only care if you’re happy.. Are you happy? Does it get too much sometimes? I know it does. The pressure consumes you, anxiety is a serious enemy. Your overthinking must be killing you. Unless you’re not an overthinker and you’re just practical… right? Where does your practice keep getting you? Do you get the results you’re craving? I hope you do.

Are you comfortable enough in your skin? In your clothes? In your family? Does your house feel like home? Don’t answer to me. I don’t need to hear it. You do. They say, be careful of what you’re thinking because it is that one step before action. What are you thinking.. I wonder. No worries.

I will keep this secret of yours if you keep mine… come closer…