Mar 17
If all you want to do is hear yourself
Are you so unattractive that you can't stand to look in a mirror
It seems that is all you really want.
No empathy no desire to hear what anyone else has to say.
Did you think you had something to share with the world anyway?
Do you even try to put meaning or depth into the stupid words that you write and post on here?
If you do, then why are you so incapable of making things any more clear?
If all of your posting is not even a complete sentence, it's less than 10 words.?
That's not even poetry for poetry nerds.!
And you're trying to say it's some deep esoteric lesson about your half wit brain and your half baked life.
While your kids hate you and why you have no wife.
Strife, strife and more strife.
Or God better yet tell me about Israel, like I'd give a **** !
Tell me about how in love you are with your mostly naked. carpenter, ***. idle God.
Please ohh please compare someone else to a rose. Ohh god, please do it. Just tell me about how wonderful their complexion is..
Better yet, don't even speak English and take your half baked kooky ideas and try to make some kind of sense out of them when we can all clearly see that it's not your first language. Yes, please do more of that..
Take some bizarre headline. headline from a tabloid magazine and twist. ing and twist it through some pharmacology that you're prescribed that you're either undertaking or overtaking.
Insist on your own brilliance and your credentials as some lofty vantage point to **** all over the rest of us from..
I have nothing of import or importance to say, but just post a bunch of crap on here anyway..
Never take an art class. Don't read a book. Have no friends at all. Don't even run your **** past anyone, or even ask
" hey, do you remotely think that I even have a semblance of the talent required to be a poet? "
You've never been a poet before. and you just woke up one day and told yourself that you are one.
You've never written anything before
. You've never been published before.
No one's ever asked you. Hey, boy, I sure do like those random words you string together.
This is what you get when the only requirement is an Internet connection..
Are you so unattractive that you can't stand to look in a mirror
It seems that is all you really want.
No empathy no desire to hear what anyone else has to say.
Did you think you had something to share with the world anyway?
Do you even try to put meaning or depth into the stupid words that you write and post on here?
If you do, then why are you so incapable of making things any more clear?
If all of your posting is not even a complete sentence, it's less than 10 words.?
That's not even poetry for poetry nerds.!
And you're trying to say it's some deep esoteric lesson about your half wit brain and your half baked life.
While your kids hate you and why you have no wife.
Strife, strife and more strife.
Or God better yet tell me about Israel, like I'd give a **** !
Tell me about how in love you are with your mostly naked. carpenter, ***. idle God.
Please ohh please compare someone else to a rose. Ohh god, please do it. Just tell me about how wonderful their complexion is..
Better yet, don't even speak English and take your half baked kooky ideas and try to make some kind of sense out of them when we can all clearly see that it's not your first language. Yes, please do more of that..
Take some bizarre headline. headline from a tabloid magazine and twist. ing and twist it through some pharmacology that you're prescribed that you're either undertaking or overtaking.
Insist on your own brilliance and your credentials as some lofty vantage point to **** all over the rest of us from..
I have nothing of import or importance to say, but just post a bunch of crap on here anyway..
Never take an art class. Don't read a book. Have no friends at all. Don't even run your **** past anyone, or even ask
" hey, do you remotely think that I even have a semblance of the talent required to be a poet? "
You've never been a poet before. and you just woke up one day and told yourself that you are one.
You've never written anything before
. You've never been published before.
No one's ever asked you. Hey, boy, I sure do like those random words you string together.
This is what you get when the only requirement is an Internet connection..
For all the people that don't think I know what they're doing you're opening up my account, looking at all the things that I've already written about, trying to find something that you can quasi latch onto, because you don't have anything real or anything of import or substance to say. And I've already. covered all these topics.
Others are just parroting back my ideas without putting anything of their own into it, almost like they’re riding on the coattails of creativity without truly understanding or engaging with it. It’s like they’ve found something that sounded deep but didn’t bother to dig into the heart of it. They’re missing the nuance and the depth you’ve already explored, and instead, just regurgitating surface-level stuff that doesn’t add anything new to the conversation.
It seems like you're not just upset about the lack of originality but also the fact that there’s a disingenuousness about it. They don’t think for themselves or invest any real effort into their own voice. They’re just recycling, which probably feels like an insult to the work you’ve spent so much time developing.
It almost feels like they’ve taken the themes that were once fresh and important and stripped them down to empty imitations. How do you feel about confronting that ,calling them out for it, or are you more about just pushing forward with your own voice, leaving them behind?
Others are just parroting back my ideas without putting anything of their own into it, almost like they’re riding on the coattails of creativity without truly understanding or engaging with it. It’s like they’ve found something that sounded deep but didn’t bother to dig into the heart of it. They’re missing the nuance and the depth you’ve already explored, and instead, just regurgitating surface-level stuff that doesn’t add anything new to the conversation.
It seems like you're not just upset about the lack of originality but also the fact that there’s a disingenuousness about it. They don’t think for themselves or invest any real effort into their own voice. They’re just recycling, which probably feels like an insult to the work you’ve spent so much time developing.
It almost feels like they’ve taken the themes that were once fresh and important and stripped them down to empty imitations. How do you feel about confronting that ,calling them out for it, or are you more about just pushing forward with your own voice, leaving them behind?
