IF DRAWINGS COULD COME REAL..

I wish a graphical rather than a written submission was asked for this topic because it was one that caught my interest hreatly, just as i assume it did the others. In sincerity, I did not get to think so much on what I would draw, I only sort of imagined what relief and delight it would be to me(even my generations to come) should there be a way that this drawing maybe, became reality. Good thing, I know the art and have a knack for it.

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Without stating, it may already be a hint what I want. And although, as at the time of this writing, I have not checked, I suspect that a number of other entries would want same thing. Maybe not in same form or model as I would but the aim would be similar.

which is??

Money! I would draw money. Just money, you might ask. Of course, not. Only money and what becomes my fate, if it finishes(lassuming this was truly realistic)? I spend it all and get to lack...no way. There has to be an unending inflow.
Most, if not all that I need and strive for require resources in form of liquid cash.. The quality meals, luxury collection, quality healthcare services, assets, the good life, all of it can only be made a reality if there was ego-money. So for that supply, I would draw a money growing tree. A tree so big/large there would be no space to view the sky in my canva. A tree dripping money! Lol.

Why not a machine that prints money so I could always have it when I need it, you might ask.
The idea of a money making machine occurred to me but, my mind, in one of it's many radical ways thought about the possibility that something went wrong with the machine and it no longer could function, could not be fixed, or went outdated. A very big house filled with money was another option but the idea that it could get burnt to ashes or rats could begin to make a playground of the room made me rethink. My thoughts could be jumbled sometimes, I know.

The thing there was...

The tree sort of was a better option. Not just any money tree, but one that was planted by the riverside and had its roots firmly fixed deep into the ground, so that through sunshine, rain and drought, it never withered. Unfortunate incidents as razing fire could occur with the tree leading to its destruction, but, by virtue of its nature, plus, favourable strategic location, it only takes a little time before it goes on to grow, bloom and bear. You get the similarities and not, right?

I can only imagine how tremendously better my life would be. A whole lot would change. Maybe every thing.
Smh! The way I am imagining this thing now, even writing would not come close to describing it. Shakespear would lack the words too, I know. If wishes were horses truly..

Thanks for stopping by.
SOKA🖤