Rewarded... Zeroed... Un-zeroed or re-rewarded, depending on how ya wanna look at it.
Well this is not the post I was gonna write today. Things change fast these days, right?
This was going to be a defiance post after having my second post in a row zeroed today, however, after what I assume was either a recognised mistake (hopefully!) or a mysterious benefactor stepping in, (more likely), rewards were re-instated with a sliver of time left before pay-out..
The last post that was zeroed, someone you all know followed up and asked why, as they have always thought me to be here and creating in good faith, the reason given was that I joined a curation trail in 2020... 🤔😏 No! Me neither 😕 One would think that may have came up in the last 6 years or so, right?
Meh! Either way...
Why do I call it a defiance post?
Well because I don't ever write anything here for financial gain. If it came I wouldn't mark it 'return to sender' or refuse it 😁 but monetary reward has never really been the point of Hive for me. I have never took a penny out, save to buy a couple of resources for some of the various games that have sprung up and I saw playing them as supportive of innovation and development and wondered if they may be a gateway in to the wider ecosystem here.
That still doesn't explain why you called it a defiance post, Steven? Get to the point!
I fully expect/expected this post to be zeroed too for whatever erroneous reason was behind it, the best way to say:
I don't care!
Is to write the next post anyway, safe in the knowledge that those with millions in Hive who could crush everything I do like an ant, care about the rewards far more than I ever will.
I stick around here (periodically) to stay in touch with those I know, enjoy conversation and debate with or think of as real life friends or family. Occasional updates are the best way to stay in touch, occasionally the bug grabs me and I write several posts in a short spell, I find smashing the keyboard with my 2 'typey fingers', cathartic. I always felt that way.
I punctuate every other sentence with 3 ???'s or !!!'s the occasional strikethrough and lashings of BOLD AND CAPS!!! I think it's obvious I do not take my writing too serious or pretend to be Dickens in a cold Victorian basement writing Great Expectations.
I write as I speak, feel and always from the heart, that's how it is when you enjoy something, right?
I imagine that if I was after rewards, that joy would wane rather quickly, right? This is hardly the place to make your bloody fortune, but it is ours.
Those familiar with the name Justin Sun may understand what I am referring to there, those familiar with the debacle of the last 'forever home'.
However, back to the point, I started questioning why I felt the need to write a post that would likely be zeroed and I realised it wasn't defiance alone but to send a message that you and your fat whale-wallet and mega downvote do not own me and can not stop me speaking here.
The best ya can do is take away the few pennies that my post had garnered, like a pickpocket who only targets the poor 🤣 Good luck with that, I am certain your life must be incredible and you smile all day long.
Then I got to questioning why I actually come back and write posts at all, rather than just comments to those who mean something to me here?
I enjoy it immensely. My fingers strike the keyboard and I feel tension, worry and doubt exiting my body. I share a little of myself, in recent years I share a LOT about myself and the struggles I have experienced, not for pity, that lasts a moment and is akin to satisfying a sugar craving for 5 minutes.
When my dog died, I wrote about it here.
When I had bereavements, I wrote them out of my system here.
This is where I committed my Mother's eulogy before I shared it at her funeral.
The last night of 3 weeks in hospital, life hanging in the balance for much of that time, I took the worst selfie ever and shared my hospital release/escape here.
I have shared so much of the tragedy, struggle, worry, depression, illness, recovery here!
Why???
I am as anti-woke as you can possibly imagine, modern woke at least, so when I describe this little kingdom as a 'safe-space' you should hear me laugh out loud!.
That's not just it though. When you commit the shittest days and events of your life to the page here, you remind others that although Instagram, YouTube vlogs may show you a perfect sanitised view of life, this is not that! The scourge of social media orchestrated, manufactured, filtered perfectionism view of life is not the bloody norm!
Not for us real people anyway.
In addition, you never know what someone may be going through when they read the short snapshot of life you share here, it may be that reading about someone else having a crap day or being dragged through the mire reminds them that this is the ebb and flow of life, even when it is the absolute pits!
You may be talking about (I don't see it as writing), something that helps them, sometimes a phrase, an idea or some little nugget can make all the difference. Imagine if your very darkest days could be useful to someone else?
That's what I get here. That's what I hope I can sometimes give here.
Shockingly my last handful of posts span 2 years
I know all the cynical stuff about everyone's out to get everyone and all that crap, that has not been my experience in life, oh sure, some people are absolute bastards, not all though, not even close. Age and questioning mortality has absolutely mellowed me but I was always on the side that would be optimistic, hopeful, help others although I have never been able to accept help, I know now, that is a failure on my part.
When you refuse, push away help, you rob someone of being able to do the helping which can be a big deal to you both and can really help them too.
Oh Jeez!
I did it again! This was supposed to be a post that asked YOU a question and turned in to a bit of a 'stream of consciousness' post on my part, #whatabloodysurprise
Oddly enough, it didn't feel like defiance at all writing this, it felt like one of the posts that generated the warmest fuzziest feelings within, If you knew the North of England (where I'm from) you'd know I am supposed to be a stereotypically hard, drunken, unfeeling man... #FAIL 😁🌻
I'm gonna let you in to a secret... This post title was:
Why Do You Write Here? 🤔
That was gonna be the big question I posed after giving a SHORT outline of why I do.
But I did a Steven and went onandonandon and don't want to double the post length as people always tell me off🤣
That title kinda lends itself to a part 2 though, doesn't it?🤔 😎
