Dear friends, I understand perfectly how you feel. In this digital ecosystem, it sometimes seems like we are shouting into an empty room or that our daily efforts are lost among blocks of code and cold figures. It is natural to feel demotivated when we measure our value solely by immediate ‘votes,’ forgetting that at HIVE we are not just publishing: we are building a collective memory that no one can erase.

Today, do not write for a capricious algorithm; write for the eternity of a chain that recognises our humanity. Allow me to dedicate these words to you, who are reading this, and to all those who, like you, keep the flame of this hive burning.

The Immutable Echo

It isn’t the ticker, the digits, or gold,
Nor the weight of a token that’s bought or is sold.
It’s the spark of your spirit, the depth of your soul,
That makes this vast Hive a magnificent whole.

Sometimes the screen feels like cold, hollow glass,
Watching the moments and upvotes just pass.
You wonder if anyone’s listening out there,
Or if words simply vanish like smoke in the air.

But look at your craft—it is carved into light,
In a ledger that survives every storm, every night.
No gatekeeper’s shadow can dim what you’ve grown,
Each post is a seed in a field of your own.

You aren’t a ghost in a machine made of wires,
You’re the breath and the fuel for a thousand bright fires.
We are the swarm, the decentralized core,
Building a world that wasn't here before.

So write for the future, and write for the dream,
Let your truth be the ripple that starts the whole stream.
For the greatest reward isn’t found in a fee,
But the power of knowing that you are truly free.

I would like to invite my poet friend Hive account@silher to read his contribution, if time allows. Also thanks to Hive account@moeknows for visiting my post.