Do you know what I meant with above title? - No???
OK! Good! Neither do I!
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However, this should have been a different article, but it's not, so I'm anti-posting this counter-article in the untalented sense of nonsense or maybe vice versa for some readers. And don't look into the dictionary as there are no such words as 'anti-posting' or 'counter-article'! I just made it up!
As first let me warn you, continue reading this article can be dangerous for some people as I'm going to talk about myself and myself on Steemit.
Therefore, if you are on any medication, especially some anti-psychotic drugs or if you are suffering from high pressure or any other heart disease, don't just close this page, but restart your device, then first run CCleaner and delete all your cash, cookies and history data.
It's very unlikely you would find me again after that especially if you are not following me. In case you do than unfollow first and continue with restarting your device and running a CCleaner. Or maybe not! Perhaps you should read first 
However, if you are still here, I would assume that you are aware that you are continuing to read at your own risk. But before I go on, first let's set some rules.
Shutdown that damn phone while I'm talking!
And let's start finally!
When a few days ago I came across 
My grand entrance to Steemit including my first introductory post didn't turn out so grand and great as I thought it would. Of course, I expected it to be great. I'm not any different than most of you out there. But it turns out, almost opposite! Looking at it now, from this perspective it sounds pretty stupid, no matter what I really felt and how well I tried to describe it. Still, quite stupid, especially for the woman of my age.
I would like to delete it more than anything, but you know what, this is the blockchain and it doesn't work that way. So, I can continue enjoying all the shame of my childish, great entrance!
Now I'm only watching like a hawk my replies just to be noticed on time if somebody accidentally discovers it. Thank God, nobody even reads few hours old posts, so I think I might be quite safe with my, over a year old, introduction.
Never the less, lesson learned! Don't post here what you don't want your mom, spouse or maybe your children tomorrow to read and know about you.
Somehow I swallow that bitter pill and stick around although I didn't have a single clue what exactly I'm doing here or even less what should I do and how.
Of course, I knew what blogging is, but this Steemit was entirely new blogging mystery to me. Thank God, at least I knew MarkDown, but more or less all the rest seemed upside down.
And those currencies! Holly cow, how many of them are here? Plus those vests, shares, and all sorts of weights and powers. What the hack all that is? So, help me God if I knew!
When my second post, although not poorly written and way more severe than the introductory one, didn't gain any significant audience and recognition either, I decided to take a lighter approach.
I would do everything on the fly and in the meantime search and research around to see what and how others are doing. Maybe I'll get some idea. Maybe I will figure out somehow that mashup.
Just about the time when I started to connect a few essential dots and create my posts more frequently, the stupid downvote war started. How come? Am I cursed when almost everytime something starts to go in the right direction, something else has to jump in and spoil it?
Shoo, shoo! I tried to make them go away and disappear! Didn't work! I was angry like hell!
If I just knew where those war performers lived, I would knock on their doors in the form of some Rambo-woman and give them a lesson or two. Of course, before that, I would find that druid Getafix first and took some of his magic nectar that would give me superhuman strength. You know how it is. You never know. So, better safe than sorry. 😜
Unfortunately, I didn't know where they live and as well didn't find Getafix, so I left. After three months long pause, I came back.
I posted two articles on the same day, just to discover that nothing essentially changed and the haters are still here, playing their evil dance around. Oh, no, no! Not with me! I smashed and threw it away again.
Two months later some things started to change but way too slow for my taste. Many projects began at that time, but they were far from being fine-tuned, and I hate when developers don't reply for weeks. Couldn't stand to stay and watch it, so I rather stood in my box watching from a safe distance what's going to turn out of all of these.
Another two months passed, but this time I decided to research it all over again and despite all the haters or downvote war makers dancing around, to nail it down. I glued myself to the computer, digging out whatever I could find in the attempt to uncover that Steemit Monster to the bone.
And you know what? More I was understanding and finding out the more I realized this monster doesn't have a rock bottom you could reach. Besides that, it was constantly growing in all directions. Like a disease!
Whenever I would finally figure out something, some new change, update, hard fork or whatever would arise. But I decided not to give up! Nothing is going to stop me!
I equipped myself (mentally) with all sorts of tools, not only water-proof ones but every kind of whatever-proof ones. I'm going on! You know the song "Nothing's gonna change my mind!" Exactly! I'm going to nail this thing down this way or another! It was almost a promise that I gave to myself.
I somewhat figured out that different currencies, vests, shares, weights, and powers mumbo jumbo. But guess what, nothing significant happened as my posts still didn't get some high exposure or even less appeared on trending or hot list.
The money did not turn into a circle. And it should as far as my knowledge of economics tells me. If money it's not circling there is no economy. Accordingly meaning my personal economy circle wasn't spinning at all. My tiny Steemit wallet was laughing at me, despite the fact I didn't withdraw from it a single dime but even deposited into it. I was still doing something very wrong!
Then 
It's not that I don't know to do anything, but I have some serious issues with self-promotion. The problem is that I always know how much I still don't know of the particular subject, topic or how much more I could improve certain skill. And that is killing me.
The funny thing is that I wrote hundreds of killing resumes for other people (family, friends, friends of friends, you name it), but when it comes to me, I would hardly fill the simplest CV template with essentials that go after the name, surname, and date of birth. Just a thought of a possibility I could disappoint someone's expectations horrifies me!
I'm always amazed by people who are capable of presenting themselves almost being a guru in particular field, while at the same time they actually don't even know what are they talking about, but they heard someone mentioned it somewhere. Geniuses! I would like to learn at least 1% of that, as it seems extremely valuable "skill," these days. Unfortunately, the material I'm built of functions differently and regarding this matter, I'm standing on the diametrically opposite side.
But I'm not going to give up! I promised that to myself. There must be some other way around!
In past several months, many excellent projects and initiatives were brought to daylight. 
However, you turn it around it turns out that you couldn't just stand aside. No matter what project or initiative is in question, or even if it is only your blog microsphere, you have to dive in deeply with full power and without reserve. And yes, it would demand certain personal disclosure as well. In other words, some guts. Seems like, no guts - no glory!
I know, we are not all that courageous, adventurous and determined as 
Therefore,
I mean, if my "talented posts" didn't hit the masses maybe my untalented ones would. 😜 Besides,
And while I was surfing the net, at the same time contemplating a million ideas that were flying through my head about all those untalented nonsense posts I would create, I came across a brilliant Anne Rice's quote.
To write something you have to risk making a fool of yourself.
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Well, I know it would be much easier to make a fool of somebody else, but seems it doesn't work that way.
I knew there must be a catch 22 or 23! Whatever! Making a fool of yourself, it's not the slightest that easy as it might seem at first glance. Someone might take you seriously! 😲 Ooooo! Ooooo! 😲
But, what if I pack that foolishness with
I knew there must be a way for me!!!
So, here I am! Testing the waters of #untalentedfoolishness and polishing my sense for nonsense!
If you think it might be a good idea and a fun ride, throw some of your valuable, highly appreciated and of course most money worthy as possible votes this way!
Posted on Wednesday, October 4, 2017
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