Guess they are just not interesting

There are individuals who write and create and who have a lot of followers, most of whom I will call normal people. And these individuals have something really meaningful / beautiful to say to the world. And when they share their thoughts, nobody even thinks about writing even just two-three words feedback, comment, answer. Just a few words of appreciation, or of disagreement or whatever, just anything. Something sincere. That person may have shared  thoughts or images (their own creations) which are truly amazing, things that will inspire the viewer, make his day,  and despite of it - there is only silence. Are the so dear viewers afraid of breaking unwritten rules, or perhaps it is not well-mannered to show that you care?

I don’t know. I am not normal. I am crazy, probably. I have no idea how people should “behave”, how they should communicate in normal “society”, following some unspoken rules and so on. Fine. All of them normal people, who talk a lot (and loudly), have a lot of friends. Know everything, modern gods. People who, by default, are really living. Why so shy then, when facing beauty, creativity? However alienated the modern times might be, I don’t think that our writing fellows will have something against or feel annoyed if even half of his/her “people” just fucking show what their message really meant to them from time to time (when they are really sincere). And why not encourage them, I know that this always cheers them up, even if they don’t admit it.

Kind of example: She Somebody decides to post pictures of her among everything else she posts as a writer and creator. By the way. She hasn’t done that for a really long time. She is gorgeous and she knows that, doesn’t need anyone to tell her. But, after all... nobody will say that she is beautiful (and by “nobody” I mean females, let’s not even involve males, let’s say that they probably have something in mind and act as obvious hypocrites). Just passing by. And she is really shining and emanates happiness (ain’t that one weird description for beauty) and if you are really normal, whatever that means, it’s just not possible to not admit it... as a comment, as a something you really believe. So that she knows. But once again - silence. They may not even appreciate the things she writes about, and, at least in my opinion, this superficiality shines even brighter when they just don’t notice (or don’t care enough to notice) the image, the vision of her true self right in front of them, among her creations. Ok, I know that the example may seems really strange, but it really stroke me.

Damn it, I don’t want to live in such society. Not that I am living, I just exist and don’t hide it, nobody taught me how not to punish myself because of the world. But if I ever live again, I know that it won’t be here. I don’t imagine Life as an ever deceitful, ever threatening face snarling all day at people, oh no. Most of them “folks” here seem to be like that.

Keep this filth for normal people. (Not at)All apologies.

It’s among dozens of people when a person can really feel the grasp of desolation, it’s hands strangling her/him (for once her in front, I can’t remember what the neutral form was now anyway:D) than when being all by themselves. 

“…other people just ruin everything, don’t they?”

Do many women (ok, and men) listen to female music bands (definitely not Spice Girls and the like)? Not just single female artists, but bands? And not just bands where only the vocalist is a woman? 

It’s a lot more different when all of them are girls. The energy, the messages, the sound, the feeling. Everything.

Guess they are just not interesting.

"Waiting alone in the darkness
Racing for something
Hoping it stays
Watching the waves
Watch as they break
Leaving you nothing
Waiting to wake"