I published this back in 2019 on the 22nd of January.
I'm going to decline the rewards as I am a firm believer in living presently (mentally and creatively, for the most part, I still believe I'm 20 with a rocking body). I've already exhausted this avenue for author and curation rewards on the Whaleshares blockchain.
No idea if the format will work, I've just dropped the HTML and made some edits. I'll see how this goes and I'll consider moving over some of my older content in this manner. It's pretty bleak although we do need slithers of darkness to truly appreciate the light.
Contained within, dimensions apart.
Pressurised and trapped, right from the start.Elements of nature, shrunk down to be poured.
"She'll cherish this forever! It's almost complete.
Just a few drops of water, before I grab something to eat."
A delicate tap on the glass, and away he went.
Cheerful music hums in the background as our mysterious maestro strolls out of the laboratory. Upon reaching the doorway he flicks the light switch and darkness consumes all but the worktop where his creation proudly lays horizontal.
Fluorescent light beams down elegantly upon the glass prison,
illumination is necessary, to heighten our vision.
We zoom in much closer, admiring the scenery.
CTRL/CMD +
Sandy shores and luscious blues, it's been cut back of greenery.
A holiday of a lifetime, which they were promised.
"Glen this is wrong. What has this maniac done to us!?
You said he was your friend, a man you could trust."
"No point crying-waiting for your lifetime to run out.
We're a spectacle now, get rid of the doubt."
CTRL/CMD -
And with that impasse, the four becomes duos.
Then all of a sudden,
two giant pupils.
He spoke to himself often. It was never the same once his dearly beloved passed. Always too consumed by ideas and work, no time spent with the one he loved most. Within that is the reason for the loss of his mind. Only his daughter for comfort, she's about to turn nine.
"Well, I guess I better go and check on the little one."
Giant hands,
w i d e n e d - e y e s
A twinkle of curiosity cast upon them.
Silence from outside the glass,
but in her mind was destruction.
The fingers clasped around the tube,
interest was for certain.
In one swift move,
an aggressive grasp,
there appeared the final curtain.
The inside of the tube swirled and whirled as she recklessly held it above her head. No animal life could survive the crushing pressure of the rocks sliding. Then comes the spinning. Full revolutions of the arm. Colours mixing deeper with every full rotation.
A creaking door,
a single footstep,
a panic ALL-consuming.
His cries of anger bellow out,
while his daughter finds it amusing.
Palms out front she walks to him,
All that's left is a shattered dimension,
the contents of it black.
Alright alright, enough procrastinating, back to posting the VYB Curation Project announcement post!
Get down with your bad self today you funky bunch.
edit: fuck! I was positive I set rewards to decline but there is no strikethrough on the pending payout.
oh well, moving on. I'm just going to keep the rewards as I don't care that much to piss about powering down and liquidating. this is a good discussion starter actually, it's not that easy to remain in a constant state of powered-up if you make cock ups like this on the regular.
imagine having to decline all your rewards to protect your layer 1 rep. fuck sake.