Hive, for us, has been like a chaotic love affair. One moment we hate it, the next moment we love it; it's been a very messy eight years for us with all this push and pull.
I've been harping on for years about how hive should be more about the content and not about the money; that words should meet soul, and soul should eventually change the platform.
But I'll be honest I never took my own advice.
I was never happy writing on hive.
I wrote here because I had to, in a way, sometimes to survive.
It was my escape I had fled to when the writers guild I was in before stepped over into the darkness -- a place where my soul would not let me follow.
So I stopped writing from the soul
And I found hive.
And hive was good -- and at times great.
When money was flowing people flocked to hive in their droves.
But it lacks the soul and vibrance and essence of what a web3 platform should look like -- one that titillates art with such ferocity that it has even the most hardened sceptic piling in to give it a play.
But that's not anyone's problem to solve I've realised.
For me to make any difference in this ecosystem I have to lead with my own words, transmute feeling into soul, and build the way I was born to do.
I am happy now.
Hive has actually become my home.
Not because of the post rewards, or the networking, or even the community -- which are all great things this place boasts -- but for the sacred ledger.
I've realised that Hive will be here long after I've been ground into dust and sent off as particles into the stars, and what I'm creating here will last lifetimes.
People will come to our ledger to remember, and that's sacred.
They will remember what was built here and revere at our Genesis.
How we were once a small group of people seeking more, seeking meaning, and how we took that essence and built out into the stars -- and try and capture that essence and use it for themselves.
For the hive ledger will exist for as long as computing exists.
And that is more than valuable.
I no longer see destitution for hive -- I foresee a great roadmap ahead; one written in the halls of the ancients.
They will talk about us for a millennia and longer.
We build now not for glory,
nor money
nor fame
We build because it's true.