Bagi yang belum mengenal @wakeupkitty mungkin saja akan terkejut dan sangat mengganggu. Tulisan ini menjelaskan "ekosistem" di steemit yang coba disajikan dalam perpaduan fiksi dan realita.
Sebenarnya apa yang dicari oleh kitty?. Dia hanya menginginkan persahabatan melalui tulisan. Ini seperti kisah masa lalu dimana kantor pos menjadi primadona para sahabat pena.
Kembali ke ekosistem steemit dimana steemian dengan berbagai cara berupaya mendapatkan vote dari kurator dan menjadi pemenang setiap kontes yang diikuti. Tujuannya hanya mendapatkan steem semata. Namun mereka melupakan esensi dari sahabat pena yang diinginkan kitty. Dimana ada penghargaan terhadap suatu tulisan dengan membacanya sampai tuntas serta memberikan komentar yang tentunya original bukan AI.
Anda tidak bisa menebak siapa kitty sebenarnya, dia memiliki tujuh nyawa dan satu nyawa sebagai pelindung bagi para steemian yang jujur, berani dan kreatif.
Ada kehidupan untuk satu atau bahkan dua orang teman. Saya jamin itu. Itu hanya membuat saya sedih karena beberapa orang sepertinya berpikir mereka bisa memakan saya, saya dan keluarga saya.
Sebelum saya memposting ini, saya membacakannya kepada anak saya. Dia berkata: kucing di bawah sinar matahari tidak melakukan apa-apa? Hapus saja. Mereka harus tahu berapa jam dan berapa banyak yang Anda investasikan. Apakah saya sepadan dengan waktu, benang, semua uang yang Anda berikan?
Itu pertanyaan yang bagus dan saya perhatikan orang-orang yang saya bantu jarang sekali berpura-pura. Kata yang tepat adalah serakah dan memang fokus pada Steem saja.
Saya adalah orang yang mengenal SC01 dan karena itu saya harus membantu mereka dan mengarahkan SC01 dan 02 untuk memberikan upvote kepada mereka.
Apakah saya akan melakukan itu? Tidak akan pernah. Pribadi bukanlah hak. Jika mereka datang untuk Steem hanya mereka yang dipimpin oleh mereka yang memperkenalkan mereka ke Steemit. Sebuah kemungkinan bukanlah fakta.
Saya tidak suka diancam dan didiskusikan di belakang punggung saya di grup WhatsApp komunitas yang saya kerjakan untuk mengangkat mereka. Sudah jelas para administrator tidak peduli dan tidak akan pernah mendukung saya. Mereka mengatakan kebohongan demi kebohongan dan terus mengubah aturan dan bahkan kontes.
Hari ini menjadi jelas bagi saya bahwa ini bukan tentang hiburan tetapi tentang uang. Tiba-tiba sebuah komunitas yang unik tidak lagi berarti hiburan. Apa yang terjadi dalam 1,5 bulan? Selalu ada alasan, penundaan pembayaran, menolak untuk menunjukkan bukti, meninggalkan semua wajan untuk saya sehingga saya yang menanggung akibatnya?
Ini adalah perkembangan yang menarik karena saya tahu satu-satunya alasan mereka meminta saya adalah untuk mendapatkan keuntungan.
Apakah masih ada sahabat pena dan penulis? Saya rasa masih ada, tetapi tidak dalam komunitas besar atau mereka yang akan membunuh untuk mendapatkan apa yang mereka inginkan.
Benang merah, tabrak lari, kematian, ini bukan fiksi dan juga pendapat saya bahwa jika semua orang akan mendukung, Super Cat tidak diperlukan. Kita harus berpikir bahwa fakta adanya kesempatan ekstra ini akan memotivasi. Sebaliknya, kemalasan dan perilaku manja meningkat dan rata-rata Steemian tidak peduli.
Jika mereka dapat mengirim halaman kosong, mereka akan melakukannya.
Agak menyedihkan tetapi tidak lagi menjadi hal yang saya dukung. Saya sudah melakukan itu cukup lama.
Saya tidak mengerti bagaimana orang bisa menjadi begitu rendah karena sebuah situs dan kurator anonim yang murah hati dan memukuli, dan mengancam mereka yang menerima upvote. Jika Anda bertanya kepada saya, hilangnya anonimitas bersama dengan pertemuan-pertemuan di Steemit tidak membawa kebaikan. Ini membahayakan seluruh keluarga. Betapa buruknya rasa iri itu.
For few day, a question has been echoing within the chambers of my mind, taunting me with its elusive answer. I couldn't convince myself of the existence of a talisman that has entrapped Kitty. I'm well-versed in the nature of my people, but this enigma has left me perplexed. Perhaps to unravel this mystery, I sought to engage in a clandestine discussion with you, away from prying eyes. But now, I sense that Kitty has also become aware of the scenario. Alas, it may be too late. The birds are flying, and casting a net to ensnare them is futile. I've experienced this before, and the memory still haunts me. I had become a phantom, invisible to the world. If that time only someone had deciphered my signals back then...
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It's too late now, the flight has departed! But I'm still puzzled by this mystery: why are the 2 community leaders only from the same family? And those who rise to great heights by standing on others' shoulders will definitely turn against me if they sense my presence. Just people like them did three years ago when I spoke out against them, my own people blacklisted me from the community and muted my posts. The memory of their disapproval still haunts me, a reminder of what happens when you challenge the status quo.
Are they family, I wanted to say. Is it allowed or a problem? Siblings or couples? Does it bite?
More active elsewhere is going on it's a big world steem4 a blog and pakistan under fire servives and arises stronger. Today it's A, next B or F.
There's room for creativity everywhere. Muted can be copt-pasted and shown elsewhere. It happened to me for not being an accepted acceptable (paying) member. Be free write and for stores hive 169911 invites. Traces ars left like stones and bread crumbs by little thumb in the forest. Birdscan pick but you can be found anyway.
A warning today like a fairy tale but they ignore me, do as they like. Will they take the money and run from the witch after they tried to kill her? If I don't vote messages no one does. 🤔 I don't understand why.
Italy fights back, downvotes are shielded, strong support for the loyal ones, no muddy mods, enough contests and boosters shared.
A whisper of wisdom is enough for the enlightened. Yet, I'm cognizant that my public proclamations have been prolific. Perhaps this transparency will prove perilous for me. Nevertheless, I've endured the repercussions before and shall brave them again! For I am the maestro of manifesting truth, weaving tales that transcend the mundane. My words are the warp and weft of reality itself.
You are not alone.
I know more, they hide and only appear if it's dark.
Will I still be alive at dawn? If not the truth is revealed and more than one know being united, a new path is possibl. There's no need to stay in a 'magical' circle.
Ignorance, keeping up appearances is the used tool, tools I don't use.
I didn't see bears on the road but there are plenty of other animals.
Some can be scary.
It's not about purring cats, licking another but climbing, stabbing, monkey without aperol spritz but dirty tricks. As if gorillas fall for it.
Tomorrow is my muddy day like all days. Present but muted.
Hurray, united we step out of the dark and fight those killing fake-monsters.
Since the dawn of my quest for authentic companionship, I've traversed the desolate landscape of solitude. The serpents of deceit, masquerading as steadfast allies, struck with precision, injecting venom into the fabric of my existence. This calamitous misstep has forever altered the trajectory of my life, casting a long shadow of isolation. The tender shoots of trust, once nurtured with care, withered under the scorching sun of betrayal. As a result, my life has been stagnant. I've spent the last three years cooped up in my room, glued to my phone's screen, to catch the candles moving up & down..
The enlightened know, turning tables is only possible if united and separate. Power comes in many ways. It's not all about the money but words, whispers spread followed by...
You are right . I will try my best, and i think this will work .
The birds I exposed in Past have also taken to the skies, fueled by the money they've gained. Obviously , they'll do the same. However, it'll take some time for them , as they've only just started building their nests.
Isn't it amazing how we wait for the first swallow to return? It's a sign of Summer on its way. They fly fasts, the nests are build in a special way. They cruise the sky and fly straiggt into my face. Brutal graciousness or mean angry birds acting like nightingales?
I thought they left but are still around but the hives of wasps increase by the day. All those queens fight them and turn to be unstopable. Not agressive but the power of their presence speaks. There's some fear for the passed and the gorilla is the goal to reach into the sky. Will King Kong fall for the girl?
Unbeknownst to you, a web of intrigue entwines your existence with that of certain individuals. These are the same entities who callously disregarded the champion of their rights, the one who dared to raise their voice on their behalf from the outset. In an era when the digital whispers of this nation's inhabitants were met with indifference, they toiled in obscurity to provide succor. Be wary, for their benevolence is a mere facade, and expecting virtue from them is an exercise in futility.
Should I stay or should I go
If I go there will be trouble
If I stay it will be double
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The decision is ultimately yours to make. Considering the significant effort you've already invested.
By the way i liked the video :-)