Why Don't You Answer My Message In Your Inbox? :(

Doesn't it piss you off that a random woman can just post a picture of her tits/ass without any effort and get ten times as many likes and attention for it as you will ever get for one of your poems? Then why post poems at all? But this blog is dead anyway - no interaction - no posting - nothing 🤣

No, it doesn't, and honestly, I've never really thought about that before. I don't measure my blog and its value by trivial things like attention or likes.

But from a logical standpoint, it only makes sense, as poetry is more of a niche interest, while something like sexual desire, which is amplified/triggered by the visual impressions you mentioned, certainly appeals to a broader audience.

And I post my poems because I enjoy reading the associations they evoke in people who read them, the ways in which they are interpreted, the memories, impressions, and feelings that people associate with them.

Not everything in the world we call ours should be solely tied to attention, although certainly too much already is.

You don't watch porn? Why? Is it your vegan diet which lead to a lowered s*x drive? Seems like a p*ssy thing to do like all guys watch it but yeah if you are basically asexual through diet choices I can see why you don't lol maybe you should go eat some meat

No, I don't. Because I have never understood the appeal of looking at other people doing it, and the porn industry is also associated with great suffering, because not all people who are in that field do it voluntarily.

It also has nothing to do with my diet or a supposed decreased sex drive; it's quite the opposite, especially since I've been working out.

I mean, you're the one censoring words like "sex" and "pussy" while making an argument against a strawman and bragging about watching porn.

You're welcome to keep watching porn, I don't care honestly, but I'd rather stick to the natural variant and isn't that what people like you want from vegans anyway - being more natural?

You guys really need to make up your mind.

Reflections

You made me beautiful, held within your eyes,

a reflection I could cherish, to my surprise.

But in a thousand gazes, I sought in vain,

that same sweet beauty, I'd never find again.

by Weltenasche.

People write you such silly/useless/idiotic messages. I've read a few and I commend you for your measured responses. They should be like me and appreciate the cool stuff on your blog (or piss off if they cannot). I love your poetry, I've been learning German for the past few years and I have to do a bit of research sometimes before getting it, but it is fun to understand it/even if I'm missing stuff. Good luck with the morons and your lovely art!

Thank you for taking the time to type that. Really appreciate it.

Glad you enjoy my poetry so much and good luck for mastering the German language; it is not the easiest language to learn.

Ich beklage Augen, die für alles blind wurden, was einst ihres Blickes Wunsch war;

Ohren, denen es schon lange an Gehör für das Schöne mangelte und Finger, deren Abneigung gegenüber Berührbaren sie taub werden ließ.

Hast du mal den mbti gemacht? Welcher Persönlichkeitstyp bist du?

Einige meiner Bekannten hatten mich mal dazu gebracht, derartige Tests durchzuführen, auch wenn ich mich selbst als Kritiker derartiger Tests verstehe. In diesem Fall nicht nur am Tests selbst, da ich hier die Annahme der Konzeptualisierung nicht unterstützen kann, aber auch daran, dass Persönlichkeitstests im Allgemeinen stark von der Stimmung des Individuums abhängen und zudem immer eine Diskrepanz zwischen Selbst- und Fremdwahrnehmung besteht; Und das sind nur die oberflächlichsten Kritikpunkte, die mir gerade einfallen, ohne weiter auf die Materie einzugehen.

Ungeachtet dessen: Ich bin laut Test ein ISTJ-A.

Wenn du jegliche Erwartungshaltung abgelegt hast, hast es dann keine Vorfreude auf die Dinge bei denen du weißt, dass sie dich aus ganzem Herzen glücklich machen können und wirkt diese Neutralität nicht häufig kalt auf dein Umfeld?

Ich war schon lange nicht mehr wirklich glücklich bzw. war ich das auch nur äußerst selten in meinem Leben. Ich bin situativ und ganz temporär von kurzlebiger Zufriedenheit durchzogen, meist aber von Unzufriedenheit, welche ich als Antrieb für Wandlung verstehe. Ich denke, dass der Mensch überwiegend unzufrieden sein muss, um zu wachsen; anders hätte er gar keinen Grund dazu.

Gewiss, mein Umfeld kennt mich als einen recht gefühlskalten Menschen, aber sie lernten mich zu deuten. So zumindest die, die ich seit Jahren oder gar Jahrzehnten einen festen Teil meines Lebens nennen darf.

Gebrochene Nelken

Als Symbol der Freundschaft wurden sie bekannt und im Hinblick der Reize sind sie ernannt.

Doch die einst so prächtigen Blumen sie drohen nun zu verwelken im Sturm größter Zweifel da brechen selbst Nelken.

Ein leidvolles Gefühl voll innigem Schmerz und wenn sie schwächeln so bricht mein Herz.

Ich will sie nicht allein in ihrer Einsamkeit lassen denn wenn sie da liegen drohen sie zu verblassen.

Doch längst muss ich wandern in der Nacht, dieser kalten; Kann nur darauf hoffen dass sie ihre Blüten wieder entfalten.

by Weltenasche.

Meh I really liked your blog but then I read that you listen to burzum .. c'mon man you can't be for real supporting a literal murderer .. sorry but unfollowed :/

It's fine if you don't want to follow me anymore; honestly, I don't really understand why you're even sharing this with me. But to your point, I'd like to add that it's always been a rather troublesome point of argument for me. Certainly Varg Vikernes is a monster from a human point of view and I can't relate to his ideological thinking, nor would I try to justify his atrocities in any way, because I don't want to and simply can't; But his songs, which are completely free of his ideology and other thinking, I find beautiful and I appreciate his talent in this area. Attached is a text passage from the song "Dunkelheit" by Burzum:

When night falls she cloaks the world in impenetrable darkness. A chill rises from the soil and contaminates the air suddenly life has new meaning.

Personally, I am able to look at art separately from the artist, but I also understand if this is not possible for some people.