This world, the internet, this website, Makes me feel a bit sick.
The internet opened my eyes to a world outside my house, outside hardship, bully and abuse. Thus it where good, but it is heading down a faceless path where bully is seen as good clean fun or trolling. Where people get rewarded for copying while I got humiliated and laughed at in art school, my technique or the fact that I drew it with a blue ink pen impressed nobody. I left art school and went to another school, stopped drawing for a while.
Created things I felt where original. As many of my friends, and close friend does. I write short stories or books.
(=Soulia as her a talented writer that is ashamed to show her work, due to the cruelty of the internet.
People punish original ideas and creativity creations with either mocking or blame of idea theft.
You dare to create a elf with glowing markings, but oh no,you must have copied that from some current game. Because Blizzard made fantasy according to some.
You add it online, you must be read to become attacked or given critique. Do we not have a choice to say: "No thank you" ?
We reward wrongful behavior, children, teens and adults wish to die and reach out in hope a voice in the light can pull them up. Only to be met with a cold cynical internet that rolls around in joy when people suffer. Words such as "Do it." , "Attention whore" will be thrown.
You cannot go anywhere without being reminded of past mistakes, the internet never forgets. Neither does it exist the human ability to forget and move on. Only a Obsessive behavior to crush that unknown face you now speak to. Crush her or him, destroy that person, make it wish it never where born.
This is not right, we do not wake up everyday so we can cause suffering to others. How shall we as humans overcome cruelty if we allow it to happen or indulgent our self in it?
Remember how they always said wounds heal, but wounds by words will never It is just the internet they say, turn off the screen and move on. Words that drill into your mind as you buy milk. "Whore", "Useless" , "Kill yourself" ,"You are a loser, nobody cares if you would vanish."
Such generation is being created, with cynical, emotionless, faceless-bullies who thrive in others misery.
Religion, politics, culture or simple the fact that you perhaps do not enjoy that newest movie gives nobody the rights to use your soul as some can you can step on and laugh that it becomes crushed.
Growing a spine, making a stand? Being strong enough to stand against a faceless mob that will destroy you unless you flee , stand strong, or simply surrender.
The boy or girl which English is their second or third language. Buy a dictionary they say, mock them you tend to do. It is not right!
A girls sketch of a red haired character, she thinks about it everyday and love this character. As if it where real. Mocked by those that call it pathetic.
The not skinny girl or boy, mocked because they canīt fit into a size 0 jeans. That is how messed up the world is, all girls are Photoshopped, not everybody can become thin as you demand. Leave them be, admire them for how they look, not how they could look.
Or how about the person who simply does not like the same things as you. Do not mock or act as a fool against thee
Next time you speak to a person, even for a short comment, imagine that you are talking to a human. Phrase it as if you spoke to them, even if it is not correct grammatically . When I write hug or smile, I imagine doing so for real. Insane perhaps. But it keeps me human, it reminds me to be human.
A good human, on my own. Not with faith, not with force. Just be good because it is needed in the world
And smile. Even when it hurts. Maybe somebody can read your eyes. And hug.
As a person once said "We are only humans" , but I say "Thus can we act better, if we try."