#socialmedia

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  • gurusrinayak 15h

    Beware of those beggars who promise to make you millionaires without having proper knowledge...

    #youtube #instagram #socialmedia #millionaire #beggar

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    Fake millionaires selling business course in youtube and insta comment section..

    ©gurusrinayak

  • sucheet_tanna_writes 1w

    #CorporateGyaan

    During the Interview avoid touching your neck, rubbing cheeks, touching hairs.

    Maintain Eye Contact.

    You will win 50% of the personality battle.

  • heyoka_warrior 2w

    I just grab a pen and paper or a notebook
    If I wish to write poems, quotes or lyrics
    Or I use my phone's notes and social media
    If I wanted it virtual and modern;
    Then I feel the rush of thoughts
    Going with the flow of emotions,
    Listening to my intuition—Spirit voice,
    And following the rules of the club;
    Reminiscing my experiences,
    Putting creative art in writing—
    Direct, simple yet deep enough
    To capture the heart of the soul
    That is doomed by the shadows of sin,
    Or awaken the dormant thinker
    That is veiled by the hypnotizing covers
    Of this world's scheme of things;
    Besides, little things matter
    Like the present moment's wonders—
    Appreciating and delighting in the senses
    And the outside world from where borne
    My internal motivation to write;
    These are just the tools that I use
    For my soul's relief, learning, and poetry.

    ©heyoka_warrior

  • wild_babe 3w

    What the Buck!!! @mirakee #socialmedia

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    YouTube- A DAY IN LIFE (CRAP) VLOG

    People post to show how rich they're
    People watch to regret how poor they're

    ©the_girl

  • wild_babe 4w

    Social media

    You can go live in Facebook
    But you can't live with Facebook

    ©the_girl

  • coolfish 5w

    The Little Light Box

    Blue light is all I see,
    Mind-numbing distraction is all I need,
    Blinds me from all the chaos,
    Inject my brain to a Dopamine Overdose,
    It does work wonders most of the time,
    Except when I call my baby girl for some face-time,
    I know she's far away,
    At least she's right here in the frame,
    But all she sees is her father trapped in this plastic cage,
    She tries to reach out to me,
    Helpless as she might feel,
    It breaks through the illusion that it conceals,
    That I'm trapped into a corner of a concrete box,
    Entranced by a little light box.


    ©coolfish

  • mondschatten 5w

    Daily thoughts (3)

    Whenever i see instagram reels or tik tok videos it made me smile like some of them are really cool . For a moment i imagine myself doing the same things , dancing to some peppy music, singing, painting , making cute faces or flicking my hair back in style and what not and then a sudden realisation hits me that i am not made for this .i might grow old and think that it was such a normal thing we used to have but i didn't even try because I was so scared of how I looked. Just for one second imagine yourself with blue eyes and big lashes ... Wow isn't?
    I don't mind how i look i don't think many people does its what others beauty makes you feel ugly . People are beautiful and that makes others to change and not to be what they are . For what ? To be acceptable amoung society? Acceptable in girlfriends groups? Or acceptable to boys? Because i know girls take pride in that .

    ©mondschatten

  • kajalpawar2911 6w

    "Why were you smiling at that stranger?"
    "Isn't it stranger to share every detail of your life on social media, I sighed"...
    ©kajalpawar2911

  • stansteel63rd 6w

    A Letter To A Friend

    Well Queen, try 43 yrs and counting. The tricky part about healing one's self is this, the ppl, and the world carries on. And some ppl get worse and so do the times.
    Saying this, about 2 months ago I was on track to begin cutting at all these painful appendages. But I stopped and i thought to myself, I used to be 100% one of the careless self centered heartless fucks. Then at 30 I found some sort of love that made me start changing my own selfmade and embedded perception of life and people. And what I cared about, or didn't. It took me from rejecting all positives and everyone. My own life didnt mean shit to me. If death was here or around, bring it let it come. Then i looked at my son Jeremiah and my daughter Bear, and got a surge through me to believe i could be more than i came from. Or what I've done. And I started to walk slowly, but towards them. And I started to see love. I started to want more of it, and I knew that I was finally giving pleasure and building something up of substance. That was real. Because I could feel it and touch. It made me release a lot of the pain and damage I had done in my life to others indirectly or directly, Big or small. I felt the monster I was forced to become to survive alone in the slums of Oakland, California, as a child. 7 yrs of age, born 1977, means i was raised and a victim of " crack epidemic" and the backend of the pinnacle Sir Mack Era, heavy lace with the teachings of pimping and the arts of prostitution. A womanizing generation. SEX AND DRUGS. All 80's to the mid 90's. It was pure corruption. Money was easy to make, and the games in the streets, was being pass down, like family heirlooms, from Father's and Mother's, with legendary streets name's, given because they supplied the neighborhood, or slanged that pussy good, Or for walking people down, meaning, reckless and unhesitant to do violence, with no talk, shed blood,
    Now stop, look at this world that surrounds us. Shit, where i come from, and what I've allow myself to settle into, and all I've let plunge so deep into me to makee numb, its good for these days and times, wny would i want to make myself feel or vulnerable to the shit, obviously I'll meet it, or it'll some how be a bump, but i feel this is no time to encounter humble, let my guard down, or play monk, watch yourself, you might make yourself my unaware and more vulnerable trying to heal in time that people just don't give a fuck.... GB


    ©StanSteel63rd⁴/²⁸/²¹

  • landonmcallister 6w

    reality check.

    as you sit there, unware,
    spinning precious clock-work on a glass surface,
    reality becomes anonymous, and the light shining is a fake perspective to draw back from empty darkness surrounding.

    ©landonmcallister

  • _cryptomanic_ 7w

    I don't know who needs to hear this but I don't think social media is a platform of agression, judgements and humiliation but of appreciation, encouragement and opportunities.

    But some people are always there looking for trouble.
    They make such opinions which hurt the feelings of others, demoralise and discourage them to the extent that they be afraid to further make any announcements and posts.
    There's no need to feel hurt by such insecure people. They all do so because they are lacking by themselves, and since they are insecure about themselves they try to impose their insecurities on others picking at their flaws and try to make others low by their judgements.
    This might be common and probably everyone knows it but I'll still say this again
    " Before you judge me, make sure you're perfect"
    Thank You.

  • gurusrinayak 7w

    The role of social media
    Good oe bad but the being viral is must...

    #socialmedia #instagram #facebook #twitter #youtube

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    Everyone is a gangster until the social media steps in..

    ©gurusrinayak

  • gurusrinayak 8w

    Marriage now a days in the pandemic

    With the evolution and upgrade
    Whatever the situation the ritual should be done.

    #marriage #covid #2021 #couple #life #people #gathering #socialmedia #attend

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    Social Media Marriage

    Marriage between 2 people
    Attended by max 20 people
    Instagram stories of 200 people
    Watched by 2000 people

    Welcome to millennial couple marriage

    ©gurusrinayak

  • zirizuh 8w

    Queen

    What does it take to appreciate the little things I've done?
    Does it mean hateful words? To put others down, while I fix your crown?
    Do you like the thought of others to bow down?
    On the ground, just so you could feel the rise to your crown?
    The Rise of you and the Fallen of those you've put down..
    I've seen how you watch people drown.
    I always wondered how you weighed them down..
    The chains of words, the chains of treatments to those affected.. I never realized how I'd be effected.
    The way you throw your hands in the waves to make your claims.. like the rising waves is your way to fame.. because whay you say, is what makes their day ..
    But you know this, because its your game.
    Created Without Saying.
    Competing with No Reason.
    Speaking with No Meaning.
    You are Not the Good You Think You Are and You Are the Bad you Think you are not.
    Your ways can rot, but You, I hope you, Do Not.

    ©zirizuh

  • everdeen_qua 10w

    Dark net

    Just taps and slides on the black mirror
    No one to ask me the qualms of my mind
    Solace isn't solitude thoughts run dry
    Everyone around you drifting by slides

    Pop-ups as reminders deary that it gets
    Even words seem dull angsty of longingness
    Is there a map to search the void paths
    Wherein destination isn't lurid and a mess

    Day brings ashore scratchpad of ideas
    Vapid are pastel tones basking unfiltered
    Night lurks sadness looming what's left
    Moody and fearful of moping all jittered
    ©everdeen_qua

  • inkandfable670 10w

    ' The more social the more lies ',
    Millions and millions are connected
    with social sites
    A blur world lights up with lies,
    where someone is in else's disguise
    Possesses unsatisfactory quench of likes,
    Hustling and running just to be an active part
    while our dear ones are getting apart,
    Their genuine praise and admiration
    doesn't matter
    Comments creamed with pleasing
    words make flutter.
    So addicted, submerging deep in,
    Glitch in hearts, complaining others
    all are so busy haven't time for us,
    Pay attention what we actually do ,
    finding new and losing true,
    Be aware and think twice,
    Are we really being social or
    entangling in the cobweb of lies?


    ©inkandfable670

    #mirakee #mirakeefamily
    #mirakeeworld #socialmedia
    #sad #reality #thoughts
    @writersnetwork
    @miss_silentlyweird
    @blessed_beauty
    @mirakee @mirakeeworld

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  • gwencanfield2 13w

    Spiritual Cornucopia

    You must reap Whatever you sow,
    so go out and sew the most glorious quilt!
    And leave out the curtains and threads
    of ignorance, hatred, and guilt.
    Anything vile, anything dark leave out
    of its patterned weave,
    Live only in love, joy, hope, laughter
    And color it with the brightest ever
    Spiritual Cornucopia crowned with
    The hue and vibrance of truth!
    ©gwencanfield2

  • magical_peach 14w

    Many people thinks that social media makes us depressed or that money is the root of all evil.
    We also tend to think that some people makes us happy and other makes us unhappy / sad

    But in reality, the quality of our lives depend on our relationship. Its not social media makes us depressed ;its our relationship to it..
    Its not makes that makes us unhappy or evil ;its our relationship to it..
    Its not our partner makes us unhappy ; its our relationship to it....

    So, instead of changing people around us it may be better to change the relationship around us..





    #writersnetwork#mirakeefamily#socialmedia#thought #relationship#positive #

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    ©magical_peach

  • poetrynz 15w

    He grew up knowing he was nobody.

    ©poetrynz

  • khalidah98 16w

    Nobody has never said they hate me before besides my siblings but they’re not serious. I can feel if someone doesn’t like me by the way they act around me. Not everyone will tell you that they hate you because they don’t wanna hurt your feelings. So I just been hurt lately and I’m so tired of worrying what someone thinks of me. Well not actually what think but how they feel about me when I’m around. I’m tired of people who I know unfollowing me or doesn’t follow me back on Instagram. And there are people that I know who doesn’t follow me back and it makes me feel some type of way. It’s like I thought I know them so well but I don’t. I don’t like when everybody in real life just think I’m quiet and that’s all I ever be. I know they didn’t say that but it seems like it to me. I feel like people expect me to be loud and talk a lot. I wish I could but I can’t be someone I’m not. Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I wasn’t afraid to talk to people. Will it be easier for me to make friends? If I can speak louder, would others like me? I don’t know, these questions seems unrealistic but yeah. I feel like deep inside, I want to become a better person who I can be happy with. I don’t mind being quiet, however talking a little more wouldn’t hurt. I really want to change but I want to make sure that I’m doing this for myself and my own happiness. Not for everyone else’s.

    Social media is making it worse for my mental health. It’s crazy how on Instagram, people actions can make you feel some type of way. So be careful using Social media because too much is not for your mental health.

    #mentalhealth #mirakee #writersnetwork #quote #poem #poetry #quiet #unhappy #changes #socialmedia

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    Why do I feel like some people hates me?

    ©khalidah98