I guess I'm too wild and a bit crazy for the normal people. Also I didn't use Nostr often. I'm a member on around 100 decentralized social media platforms and depending on different factors I could disappear for months or like a lot just a couple of them and post my serious stuff there. Although eventually people start to understand the logic behind the madness and that the madness is used in specific ways to make a statement. Until now I have been involved in the closure, price. collapse, exposing my bosses on a dozen platforms. Always with Blockchain proof. Hidden wallets, under the table transactions for marketing or BS exchanges, non existent teams or offices, you name it. And people usually appreciate the fact that in some cases I was a moderator and could make a deal and make some money just to keep my mouth shut. And yet here I was trashing my boss in public. And some of them tried to get smart with me, I said if you want war, challenge accepted and would tell them that I used to work as a Search engine optimization specialist and what I could do with Black hat SEO. Imagine if every morning your social media contacts would get dick picks from your account, your home phone ringing every 10 minutes, posting on Facebook how much you hated your boss or have sex with your sister. And all that wouldn't even come from me but from a Russian selling me the cheap $50 package. Now imagine what I can do to you with $500 I would tell them. Black hat SEO is brutal, destroys lives and careers. All you have to do is give back the money to the users who supported you all this time and believed in the project. And they were usually terrified. Anyway, I think I said too much. Although I think I will go elsewhere, don't see any movement here. Or perhaps continue to be absent because my life is a Chaos right now. Thought writing what I experience every day at one point but thought people wouldn't believe the crazy stories and I would write long posts and earn a few pennies. Not to mention that some things shouldn't be public even offline. A woman from UK that I used to talk thought I was dead because I didn't use Telegram or anything else for a year because I lost my phone, ID, bank papers and had to run during the COVID-19 pandemic to get new ones while at the same time had to do other shit. Anyway I explained to her and yet she replied to me after 6 months. And that was it. And then I disappeared again and I see a message that she's losing her hair from the stress and can't stand all the drama in my life. That was the reason I insisted not telling you anything when you asked how was my day and you would say that you were fine I said. Anyway wrote to her yesterday just to see how she is .
The irony is that I also talked with a woman from US and she's the opposite. Been through shit, and I mean hardcore shit and yet would write me on Discord to see how I was doing. If she didn't get an answer would write again after a couple of months. Yesterday saw that I had missed 3 of her messages. Anyway I thanked her for the patience with me. (For some reason lately I became friends with 3 old women and for some reason they understood me better than the tough guys here, or users who know me for years. Stopping here because I wrote a fuckin novel.😄
Was ready to hit post and send you a photo of the first post but got a thing with privacy when my cat was with the Anonymous 😼 and I'm not familiar with this platform, don't know if I could delete it later etc.
Anyway, the fact that I shared this stuff with you the first day that I talked to you, although vague, means something. I don't trust people anymore. It's friends who betray you, not the enemy says Greene in his book, 48 rules for power.
