We'll rally at some point, but right now, I'm just so tired.

I hate when I’m burned out, worthless. The days just pass by, those rare moments meant for living just empty into the dirt while the world spins around.

Tired of working day over day in a world that doesn’t give a shit, is too stupid to give a shit, too petulant to give a shit, too self serving to give a shit.

Everyone is throwing a petulant shit fit to safeguard their ill-gained nothings.

And I’m sitting here like a dumb fuck within these same four walls fighting for survival.

We need to work, we need to strike while the irons hot, when we’ve still got piss and vinegar in us, but the tides drift by.

People are too busy rubbing one another off in the circle jerk to lend a hand.

I cannot put into words how broken this world has become. The coddling, the stupefying  enterprises, the sunk cost into scrambling each others brains and pointing fingers.

I know I’ve been angry in these parts, I know these blog posts are uncomfortable.

Sorry, not sorry, most of you need a swift kick in the ass. This world has gone to shit, you have facilitated that. And now that there are wheels in motion to fix it NOW you cast yourselves in an attempt to save the machine, to keep the pulp feeding into your troughs.

I truly believe SeaCrit is going amazingly well at long last, I no longer question if we can cut it, if we are any good. I know we're a cut above, I know we are making something special, and it makes it that much more painful to get to work. The whole of this world continues to kick it into the dirt.

You actually bleed for this medium, you work your ass off, you develop great new systems, you figure out how to actually make a game and make it WELL, and how does the world repay you?

Cuts you down for daring to reveal the mass sloth and incompetence.

For over a decade I’ve worked with these petulant shit heads, the back scratchers, these see no evil, hear no evil, snot -nosed mother fuckers. And they have done nothing but churn the good and innocent to pulp to safeguard their precious nothing.

It’s absolutely fucking revolting.

I fear for the future, what will happen if any eyes ever happen to find our project, because we have turned into a very well deserved middle finger to all the fuck heads that have destroyed this world. And they have all the money and power, and all the means to turn man against man for their own interests.

It’s so crazy to me.

All we ever wanted was a chance to make a bunch of other fat cats a lot of money doing the one thing we were any good at. But when you do that well, and you stand by it, that’s too offensive to the weak, fake fuck stains that have subverted this industry.

Strange blog, strange times. What can you do? Not sure we’ll get any work done today, slept like shit and just running on empty any more. We’ve been pushing through the burnout for far too long, fighting for another chance to be kicked into the dirt.