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Identity stolen!


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I was trying to so much to calm down when someone has stolen my style and my identity! It's  ******* irritating when someone stole my works, my ideas and my styles.

It was so pathetic when I finally caught one's works that it exactly looked like mine just the title that it wasn't and some details and I have caught this person for a few times.

I was so irritated so much that I didn't feel like doing anything. Any journal or even touch my online profile at all not even want to fancy something like music or movies..Afraid that the person will turn them to his/her own.

I must admit that I allowed my own identity to be shaken.

Until my best friend said.. Let that person steal it.. Let that person copy it. Let that person do it but be myself. My best friend said "Nave, you don't have to change, but stick to it and you can do it better because you are the original."

Damn....I said that to myself..

How did I forget that when I always teach my kids not to copy for they will learn nothing.

I yelled out "pathetic" in front of my friend instead of going to that person. I was being such a coward. And if I don't want to claim my works then what right do I have to be upset.

I have spent some time with myself. Released my anger to find out what exactly I wanted.

And can that person steal something from me...

I'm the person who create it..and I have no tireness to do it ..to come up with something new..to make it better each time...

But the person who steals it..who copies it..will be tired from not using own idea.

So I should be proud that I'm authentic. Because even I am copied but I have my pride..when the person who copies it..doesn't have anything at all.

And when I got to spend time with myself...I came to realize that from deep within.. I am not stolen yet.

How I love winter ..how I love the breeze..how much I love the park next to the Emporium...how I sing in the shower...how I love my 80's music...how I am loved by my friends..

This person will never be able to copy the smile on my face when the man whom I dearly love calls me on the phone. Or even when my work thats inspired by him  will be copied..but the person will never understand the soul of it.

When my work is inspired by my 80's music..even if its stolen but the person will never understand the soul of my childhood.

So right here ...right now...

I am proud..standing..with my head up...my hands in my pocket..

Head Up and MOVE ON !!!!

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I was trying to so much to calm down when someone has stolen my style and my identity! It's  ******* irritating when someone stole my works, my ideas and my styles.

It was so pathetic when I finally caught one's works that it exactly looked like mine just the title that it wasn't and some details and I have caught this person for a few times.

I was so irritated so much that I didn't feel like doing anything. Any journal or even touch my online profile at all not even want to fancy something like music or movies..Afraid that the person will turn them to his/her own.

I must admit that I allowed my own identity to be shaken.

Until my best friend said.. Let that person steal it.. Let that person copy it. Let that person do it but be myself. My best friend said "Nave, you don't have to change, but stick to it and you can do it better because you are the original."

Damn....I said that to myself..

How did I forget that when I always teach my kids not to copy for they will learn nothing.

I yelled out "pathetic" in front of my friend instead of going to that person. I was being such a coward. And if I don't want to claim my works then what right do I have to be upset.

I have spent some time with myself. Released my anger to find out what exactly I wanted.

And can that person steal something from me...

I'm the person who create it..and I have no tireness to do it ..to come up with something new..to make it better each time...

But the person who steals it..who copies it..will be tired from not using own idea.

So I should be proud that I'm authentic. Because even I am copied but I have my pride..when the person who copies it..doesn't have anything at all.

And when I got to spend time with myself...I came to realize that from deep within.. I am not stolen yet.

How I love winter ..how I love the breeze..how much I love the park next to the Emporium...how I sing in the shower...how I love my 80's music...how I am loved by my friends..

This person will never be able to copy the smile on my face when the man whom I dearly love calls me on the phone. Or even when my work thats inspired by him  will be copied..but the person will never understand the soul of it.

When my work is inspired by my 80's music..even if its stolen but the person will never understand the soul of my childhood.

So right here ...right now...

I am proud..standing..with my head up...my hands in my pocket..

Head Up and MOVE ON !!!!

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