Truth
Ease my Conscience — Don’t Follow for Follow, Read for Read, or Join for Join
I’ll know
Oh, the notifications with my face on them. It’s not what it seems. I must explain.
Love It
“Hurrying across the street, I chased a flock of goats from my coconut palm that has been struggling to grow for over a year.” — From ‘Goats, Guts, and Glory’ , by I. Trudie Palmer
I just started reading an interesting and wholesome series of short fiction stories on Medium by I. Trudie Palmer called ‘The Happy Farm Series’.
UPDATE: November 22nd, 2023 @ 04:29 EST
'Happy Farm' is no longer
available on Medium.
It was moved and revised,
with the
title changed
to 'When The Mist Rises'!!
I highly recommend still this
story line for you to read
today!!!The individual stories seem to connect backwards from the common ‘sequel’ format, as one story reminds of another story, which reminds of another, and so forth. I guess you could call them prequels.
You’ll get it. It’s pretty ingenious. 🖤
I discovered I. Trudie’s work a little while after she commented on one or more of my stories — this one for sure.
Sometimes I like to find out who’s enjoying and engaging with my work, so I explore their profiles in case I find anything that catches my eye. Good content adds value to life in the moment, and is great for sharing with others.
UPDATE: November 22nd, 2023 @ 04:36 EST
'Goats, Guts, and Glory' is no longer
posted, so I linked you another one,
also from the approximate
time period,
but only recently
republished
to
Medium.Groovy! I had to keep reading. There’s also the cover image which drew my eye.
Silly goats!
I’ve officially just liked the Meta page for Esoteric Gardens & Lizzie’s Nest, followed their Instagram, and now I’m on the website. This is being written in short spurts.
Now I’ve joined the email list! And this is all well.
Following and Reading Away
I always appreciate gaining readers and followers who appreciate what I have to offer. But that’s the key: they have to appreciate what I have to offer, for themselves.
I know for a fact not everyone who follows me has an interest in my writing, or anything else about me. This is essentially fine, but if I was supposed to follow back to make it worth their time, then we’re shit out of luck.
I must genuinely enjoy their work.
I feel I. Trudie is truthfully appreciative of what she read from me, and it’s even better, because I really love what she does.
But now I’ve started overthinking things.
I’m reading more oh her stories than I’m aware she’s read of mine, I’ve engaged with her social media accounts, I’ve joined her newsletter, and now I’m writing a piece about us.
It’s so many notifications.
Realistically, I shouldn’t overthink it. As long as we all respect each other, and otherwise do whatever we want. And most importantly: have no expectations of reciprocation in the process.
That’s how I feel most comfortable.
But Alas
I get the environment we’re in. It doesn’t matter your craft anymore, it’s all social media, everything’s a popularity contest. We can’t trust anyone’s intentions, because engagement is royalty. Follow for follow, read for read, join for join…
My budding new faith is scratching at me right now. ‘Shut up!’ it says. ‘You’re making things worse!’ it says.
At age twelve, I was paranoid my thoughts were unsafe from others. I’ve always been at least a little paranoid.
Now this.
It makes no sense how I can equally trust too easily. What a life!
It’s True
On that note, I hope it’s been made clear where we stand. If I read you, follow you, or join your newsletter, I want you and/or your content as part of my life. It’s really that simple.
As counter-productive as it may be to my overall goals, I’m not here for the popularity.
Even though I have to be, to a certain extent. I’ll play the game as necessary, but I’ll take far lesser popularity with true and hard earned fans over masses of empty followers any day. Not that I’m intending to put anyone on the spot right now.
It gnaws at me that tagging I. Trudie and talking about her and her work can easily be taken as a cry for her attention.
I mean, not that I don’t want it.
Maybe I’m just digging my own hole deeper here, but she’s a wise woman with deep and beautiful insights that I’d love to see added to my creations.
That doesn’t mean I’m owed it.
Anyway
How does one today express positivity about another without coming across as begging for attention from them?
I only started reaching out and complimenting other creators and their work about a year ago. It started on Soundcloud, and several times now I’ve been thanked for expressing nothing but truth.
It makes me uncomfortable. I don’t know, am I being mistrusted, accused of pandering?
It’s a headache.
Don’t worry, I’ll figure it out.
In the case of I. Trudie and me, I’m sure we’re cool.
She’s real, I can tell. Hopefully, I haven’t corrupted her by putting these ideas into her head. I doubt it, such a connection with oneself, with nature, and with God, I think she’ll radiantly laugh this all off. In all cases, thank you I. Trudie for being part of my reality.
Even if we are very possibly one and the same, perceiving one another only through the fact that across infinite consciousness, existence is identical — our roles reversed.
Be At Peace
Usually, people who insist they’re real are lying. It’s a pickle, considering that’s what I’m doing now. I only hope my numerous exclamations of the opposite may convince you otherwise!
In all cases, I’m going to continue operating as I do. Surely some changes will happen along the way, but I don’t expect to lose myself anytime soon. If I haven’t already…
Oh well!
About Author:
🔍 ㅤGustave Deresse Is a Canadian Writer, Editor, Wanderer, Cook, and Musical Artist Who Enjoys Exploring Themes as Spirituality, Logic, Love, Life, Philosophy, Nature, Art, Neurocognitive Psychology, Creativity, Writing, Humour, Inspiration, Music, Wellbeing — and the Weird.
This is me. ⬇️⬇️
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— G
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