I WANT TO BE HOT 🔥: A RANT

I wrote this when I was in a funk some days back. It was a real wawu at first 😂 I had to do a bit of editing to remove some of the weeds in it.

I know there are minnows, redfishes, orcas and even dolphins who feel like this right now; you have invested so much of your time and ideas into steemit and it seems as if it is never going to payout or it used to back then when you got citations but you don't anymore. All I can say is, do the best you can, have fun and hope for the best.

DISCLAIMER: This is a rant and I believe that in it there is something for everybody to take home. At the same time, don't take it personal.

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I WANT TO BE HOT
I want to be hot. I want to trend like them on the trending page pooling revenue out of their hats like it’s a magic trick. Why can’t I trend? Why can’t I be hot? Am I not good enough for you? Are my hard earned verses and prose works not interesting or sweet enough for you? What do I have to do to make you take notice?

I don’t want you to come into my house (I won't mind it if you do), I just want you to look through my window. See what I have created! The works of my hands! Are they not beautiful, well crafted? They are all my children, birthed from the cogitations of my brain; original contents all of them. What more do you want?

Do I not write good English? English is a received language for me, yes I know but don’t you see that I try so hard to polish it, sprinkle it with twists and turns to make it sing in your ears and stir your feet? Do you know how long it takes to create a post and edit and post it then pimp it? Do you know how it feels to know you have made something beautiful, gathered the guts to put it out there, then watch everyone pass by without even a glance? What do I have to do to be hot?

I want to trend like breaking news, like Big Brother Naija, like Trump's tweets; is that too much to ask. I don’t sleep, I don’t eat, I don’t dream no more. I have written so much and thought so much, my brain is fatigued. Have you ever experienced brain fatigue? I have and it hurts badly. I can’t think straight and I can’t sleep and I can’t write sh*t and my hands hurt and I just want to see my posts in hot and trending. Is that too much to ask?

SHOW ME LOVE

Where is everybody? I don’t see you around? You all so high up there and I am down here struggling everyday just to leave bottom feeding but i can’t it’s the only place i can find food and it sucks.

Give me some of the love. Give me some of the kindness lest I loose faith.
Because I am losing faith and I am leaving. I am going to find a job teaching secondary school students who do not give a f* *k and watch teenage girls battle teenage boys, get pregnant, battle husbands, get beat up and life goes on. What am I saying ? I am going back to the real world, where whales, redfish, orcas, minnows, dolphins are all fishes and the only humans are inactives; people who do nothing!

WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU

How can you be here and do nothing. You don’t post, you don’t comment, you don’t upvote. What are you looking at? Is steemit a reality show? Press mute on your tv screen you!

Don’t come to me for advice you are never going to use. You simply seeking for ways to get upvotes from me. You are not my friend. You don’t know my name! Don't tell me to come check out your blog! Did you even read what I wrote? I spent three hours on it dude! Don't spam me with your links, I don't want to read it and I am not going to read it.

You fishing keep at it. You are going to get caught soon in a web to thick to break, assholes! What steewit or steemiit or whatever names you trying to use; stealing people's sweat because you learnt some codes. Keep up your rat race; you going to get burnt soon dude.

Gosh! I am losing it. My saliva is finished, empty but am still ranting. I need to trend like I need to breathe. I need to show other redfishes that we got it. I don’t want no ‘nice posts, stay steeming’ comment from you, I want you to talk to me like a human being. Jeez!
I WANT TO BE RICH

I want to grow. I want to blow. I want to show the world that I steemed my way out of hunger and now I can sing “Mama I Made It!’ like Casper Noyovest. I don’t think I spelt the name correctly but who cares? After all none of you will read the post. You all will patter through like kids with dirty feet and walk away with a comment or not. So f* k it! F *k the grammar, the original content, the spelling, the image sources, the markdown editing.

I am sick of trying to make ends meet. Don’t I deserve a little bit of rest? Don’t I deserve to retire young and rich, having fun in all the top spots in the world? Come on! We all deserve that. Don’t say you don’t. you have worked your ass off on this platform; five posts a day, comments all over the place, upvoting, delegating, curating, forming groups on discord and everywhere else. You deserve a fat check. You deserve to trend, to be hot like Hallie Berry coming out of the sea; damn!

I want to be so hot, you get scorched if you come close. I want to trend like a billboard chart number one. Come on!

Breathe… breathe… okay, I am going to brush my teeth and take my bath. It won't do well to have a melt down stinking of onion rings and sweat.

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Peace? No Peace Today. Ain't talking to all y'all.

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