I know. I know...when one points a finger there are three pointing back. This is my problem. Perhaps someone can help. It seems I've reached a plateau. There are a few die-hard followers that upvote my posts, and I there's. But for the most part it seems like I'm pissing into the wind which is a violation of the Outdoorsmans First Law: Don't piss into the wind...it always, always, comes back into your face. I've been seeking genuine relationships and have made what I thought were good comments. I'm trying to be authentic and real, I've offered posts that obviously should change the world.( If mom were still around I know she'd say just that! )
And I look to trending and see a dude, can't recall his name, but he was at the top of the list this morning with over $700 of votes. Then I look at his wallet and see he has non-stop, constant payouts to votebots. And then the little fishies vote for him to try and get his attention. The most pathetic say things like: "Great post. Please follow!!" And I feel for them. You can tell they come from some 3rd world nation and are genuinely trying to rise up out of ... well, not so good circumstances. And the post that made so much money: JUNK.
It seems to me each new Steemian should get a supply of free chapstick when they sign up. There is, what appears to be a constant ASS KISSING CONTEST going on. Lot of chapped lips. I mean one does not dare say anything that might offend someone. I mean really, a whale flag right now would ruin 5 weeks of work and probably send me down the road. And most of us are running around trying to find another Butt to kiss, to please, to get attention from, to manipulate. Is this what it means to be a Steemian? God, I hope not.
But I suppose this is the human condition: all of us scrabbling over the bodies of those we are better than, bigger than, smarter than, for our pieces of sliver. The energy band of that behavior just grates on my soul. I know there are some great people here trying to create a new vision.
OK. Enough! Maybe, I'll just take a walk out in the fields and calm down and get centered. Maybe, when I come back I'll have something constructive to say. Maybe I should take a few days off. Maybe I should not have ANY EXPECTATIONS... a great source of suffering.
Anyway, many blessings. Is that the wind I feel blowing in my face? Pssssssss.....