Compliments Are Free | Give Them Freely · 3:12am May 27th, 2020
There is a rule and a ratio that dicks must follow—the metaphorical sort and not the literal—or else they become pricks. What is the rule? It is simple. Every two insults must be followed by a compliment. This compliment must be genuine. Speaking devalued kindness is a mark of manipulation.
This ratio allows the dick to possess some decency and the appearance of being a human underneath it all. How you dictate the ratio is deepened on your personality and your beliefs and what you wish the common perception of you to be. Perhaps you're a two compliment to one insult person. Or maybe three insults to one compliment. Four to two. Five to one. How you go about it is for you to choose.
But that ratio must exist.
Too many insults and we feel—hold your gasps—deeply insulted.
Too many compliments and we feel cheap because they aren't genuine.
It's easier to believe in a false insult than a fake compliment.
Let us examine the nature of this duo.
Insults are ways of presenting our thoughts and feelings on people and situations and how the two intermingle. We can lightly offer our opinion to our friends in a jest and, as jest is met by jest, the words sink beneath the surface.
We insult what we find is wrong or what we dislike. The power of the insult is as only strong as the point it's based upon and the wit that offers it forward. Sometimes we insult, playfully or otherwise, not on a central point but as a person as a whole.
I am insulted constantly to prevent my ego from billowing.
But what of compliments? We insult to prevent or reduce that which creates dislike around us. It offers our opinion with a point cast set within a joke so the populace can know of it. If the purpose of an insult is to reduce a negative... then is a compliment to encourage a positive?
Indeed it is.
Reducing the negative is positive in and of itself. But it's not the same as something naturally positive. Here I speak a little too high up on my stool. But what I mean to say is that we craft insults either to lower the ego/arrogance in another. That, or because they did something of dislike. Or yadda yadda.
But compliments are there for the genuine good we find in others. It's not the kind of thing we speak to often. When was the last time you told someone you admire them for a quality or an ability? Do you give thanks to the people that make you laugh? Or the ones that pull you out of a dark time?
Compliments are meant to let someone know of a good thing which they possess, why it is good or, at the very least, why it is good according to us—with the hope of them keeping with it. Or even to pay them back for keeping that way or doing that thing.
Compliments and insults are a balancing team, but for whatever reason, we prefer the latter instead of the former. Is it because it's easier to believe in the negative of someone rather than the positive? Why are compliments harder to accept but insults, somehow, are taken with greater ease?
Because insults don't try to curry favour.
It's not that people don't want to believe in compliments. Rather deeply they do. Their rejection, however, comes out of weakness—not wanting to believe in something meaningful to them... only for it to be a lie or false. People say kind things to get nice things. Thus we are weary of positive things said toward us.
We don't believe such words on the surface. Saying we're kind or nice or funny or whatever the fuck... simply stating that doesn't appear to be enough. We believe in such things easier if a reason is provided on the plate of genuine words. That's the source of all this dichotomy.
We detest disingenuous compliments.
There is a reason why our friends are our friends and why our idols are our idols. They are or they do something that commands us. Everyone is deserving of insults as they are to compliments. Perhaps depending on the person, there is more opportunity for one side over the other, keeping in this vein of finding and speaking of genuine things.
But surely there is a friend now that, despite messing them about, you treasure deeply? Someone who takes shit from people and yet continues to do well, and you commend that part about them, never saying anything about it? Often we have no idea if others notice such things—leave not your friends in such terrible isolation.
Rather give the compliment. Find the reasons why you enjoy people and ensure they know of it. Compliments are free so give them freely as it commends something genuine they do well. No price comes from it and others are helped from it. Be known as a person who gives them freely.
But give them freely with merit behind them so they don't become devalued as a result.
I'm starting to feel the prose again as I write. Been out of practice for a week or so hence the comment about it all. Everything comes back into place once you're back into motion. Nothing returns from worrying and obsessions.
Sometimes you have to take a few hits to get back into gear.
I've been doing alright as of late. Saw the sister and the grandparents and did landscaping for the old folks. Pride comes from writing and drawing, but a different source comes from working outdoors, doing things, drinking and smoking, killing time around a fire. One must balance the two for wholeness to be felt, I reckon.
It's becoming harder to write for this site due to the lack of connection to anyone here. The few that kept me here are gone in one form or another. Comments are few and tend to be banal. One writes for themselves, of course, as writing is its reward. But I cannot lie and say I wasn't writing for the surrounding benefits as well.
If none read these stories or these blogs, then what point is there in still writing them, I wondered. That's the thought keeping me at a distance from the productivity I once had. I seek others. But I'm not sure what capacity I seek.
But that's enough about me.
This next story, Devour Me, Darling, is a strange one and rough one. But I still enjoy it. It's a vore between Spike and Rarity. It will surely be downvoted to hell, but, well, aw hell, write for the sake of writing.
I'll catch everyone later.
Be well and do well.
~ Yr. Pal, B ~
What if you just vore the downvotes?
intriguing, but somewhat unusual thought. What made you think so deeply about it? now sharing something too. Since you talked about some of the reasons for writing here on the site, I want to tell you why I started writing a story, my first story. I just didn't stop, it started when I was looking for a Story to read that had a little more magic and romance, so in one of my searches I found myself on this site and started reading several Spike Stories with different characters. but after a while something bothered me, there were several stories, many very creative and very well thought out, I just stopped and thought of a story for a moment, a story that I would like to read, but it didn't exist anywhere, one day I arrived to the limit and said: "I will read this story, even if I have to create it myself from Zero" As a result, I started writing, but in a moment I couldn't evolve anymore, so I started publishing, first on a website in my Portuguese-Brazilian language. So on this site ... quite selfish, don't you think? create something for your own pleasure? Many writers I know say things for example: "I love creating stories, so I started working with them, wanting to make lots and lots for other people to read" others say it only happened randomly when someone noticed him writing and said it was cool and should go on, but I think I'm part of the minority that wanted to write for such a petty and selfish reason ... "If nobody is going to create, why not me? After all, I want to read ."
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Clever.
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Nice anime Batman pics btw
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that's lelouch from code geass or are you joking if so it was not funny
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It was funny for me. We're friends. It's playful banter.
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all good then
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Good man.
-= Here is one stupid and banal comment =-
You know, I've read almost all of your blogs but usually I didn't leave comments cuz I know they were dumb (even for me).
Why am I writing this here? I don't really know.
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