are you: applied art or fine art...?

What does it really mean to be an uni graduate?

At first,it was for a job. Now, is it really that which dictates my future? I feel well enlightened, consuming more educated conversations, initiating more mature decisions ... But is this really what life is about?

Am I not still just dependent on my core instincts which my education not only did not alter, let alone enhance? Am I not still just reliant on my dreams and drive to not be engulfed by the pressuring everyday life? And thus, is it not what I am born with the most vital in dictating my life?

When have we allowed life to dictate over us? When have we accepted that socially constructed nature of an education?

I sit here, after a day of no work, and am confused. what then am i, are we, really chasing in life?

We are all a form of applied art, that were created to promote and communicate for a certain something or someone ; let it be your family or your company . But who's out there like me , desperately struggling to represent oneself as fine art, those that have the ability to stand alone, unique like no other?

When you have no name, knowledge means nothing.
What you gain no respect, work goes down the drain.

I was created with abilities, but why am I place in a world of singularity? How does the core branch out when it's bound by it's surrounding?
Have I not been trying hard enough? Have I been wasting time? Or have I been fantasizing all those that seem to have the ability to happen?

Either limit me, or let me spur. Why am I stuck here halfway wondering if I should retreat or should advance?
I wish for a fruitful life, and I have been granted the experiences to build one, then why does it feel so wrong when it should be right?
At the end of the day, those with the ideas succeed, those who combine talent and hard work conquers.

Not those with a BA from an university.