There are rivals to my work, some of whom consider me an enemy, or so it would appear by the type of things I dream about at night, the type of nightmares I endure. That is, if dreams are any indication of potential conflicts in life, whether I doubt this or not.
I am the pawn of justice. What am I doing here now? Taking what is given? Or giving others their due? I choose to take what is given, on the condition that I return it in equal measure. This publishing I see online is welcome, so long as mine is also.
Importunity of the press is a welcome opportunity to distinguish myself as a writer and an artist.
As a measure of truth and justice, and to measure out my goodness to the press, I take part in this mandate of security, to bolster writing and art, into the force that can compete with the level of writing that has gone into making me the subject of controversy.
Two enemies, taking to propaganda to out-write the other must end. It must be replaced by freedom of the press. As I seek this freedom, I might need to recast my attention on the other posters about my writing and art. I need to see this as a welcome challenge, a fruitful rivalry, a basic interest in the same things, being akin to friendship, not enmity.
Friendship might be a determinant of success in the press. To the extent that one recognize the competitors as friends and equals, one is allowed to post his or her own work to favorable audiences. Singling out the other to create an inequality, and rivalry that is not friendly, would be most disadvantageous to one's own reputation as a writer and artist.
Anyone would notice this discrepancy, and target the person who is least friendly and egalitarian as the target for hate, and not for listening to, reading and viewing the works published; because they are playing on an uneven playing field.
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