I didn't want to make a public thread because some information is a little too person for the entire server to see. Rest assured I made a full massive Marcato-length post in the super secret staff sections~<3
So, yeah! I've resigned from Poniverse and the forums as a whole!
Yeah shit happened.
Long story short, I realized I was staying in Poniverse for the wrong reasons. Poniverse and it's staff have become far too business like and every time I try to fix something, or even anyone else tries to fix a seriously problem with how Poniverse is run it becomes all talk and no action.
I won't say any names, but I just became too sick and damn tired of the emotionless staff among the group and the fact that 20% of the people do 80% of the work.
Truth be told, as "great" as mods and men apparently was (which was generated by just me getting pissed off), my passionate fire kind of died after a few bad happenings within the Poniverse staff communications. I lost a lot of faith in the Poniverse staff and honestly see where some of the previous staff that inspired me before are coming from. They warned me of everything that happened, and they were right.
I don't regret my decision to leave Poniverse. Not in the slightest. It's been long coming really. I know that my true friends will remain my friends even beyond Poniverse, and I know that if my words meant anything to the staff at least one heart will be set ablaze. There's always at least one person within the staff trying to find the answer and successfully achieve what their predecessors could not.
And what might that be you ask?
Fixing the problem cycle and making Poniverse focus on what it was made for: Bronies.
P.S. If you'd like to do something, you could always tell the staff how much you love them again. That worked last time right? :3
Funny thing, the internet. Bloody brilliant idea, something just about everyone has access to and contains massive amounts of information. We’re privileged to live in a world where any information we desire can be accessed whenever we like so long as we’re within that wi-fi modem’s range.
However I think after this blog post many of you may view me a little differently in that regard. I’m going to be likely the only person among thousands here that has this to say about the internet.
I think the world would be better off without the internet.
You all know the gist of how my mind works and how passionate I can be about my thoughts, so brace yourself. This will likely be quite controversial.
“The internet is a genius and amazing idea. It is kind of like communism. It is really great on paper but in practice someone always has to screw it up.” ~A very dear friend of mine
The internet was a tool. It was meant to make things easily accessible. It successfully achieved this, and far more than its creator originally intended! Unfortunately… it also achieved something I’m sure the creator of it did not intend on doing.
He created a weapon that harms people from multiple fronts, ranging from wisdom, emotion, language, communicational and even the state of the world’s economy and various governments.
Yeah, there’s plenty of positives that the internet brings. MLP Forums exist, me and many friends likely would never meet but… then I stop and think to myself: “If I didn’t waste all my time behind a computer screen, would I be better at face-to-face communication? Would I be smarter from reading books and researching as a pass time? Would I be doing better in school?” And as I begin asking these questions I realize there are a lot of things that I could be doing rather than being on the internet.
You’re right. I could choose not to use it. But I think all of us are far too deep in various forms of crap in order to do that. And not just my online responsibilities, such as ‘moderation’ and working on the Poniverse gaming project. I’m more referring to the fact that we’ve found so much other stuff to occupy our time with. Most of these things are certainly fun, gaming, laughing at entertaining pictures, internet memes. They’re all fun and worth a laugh! But there’s too damn much of it!
Have a look at this. The sheer number of different kinds of memes should be plenty of evidence that there’s a lot of stuff out there. Sure, lots of it is probably false and uninteresting. But think of it a moment, how many of these 10,532 memes do you know of? How many do you find entertaining? Now think of how many instances of each meme there are, with different captions on the same picture, and edits, and adjustments.
They’re all fun, but there’s so much it swallows the subject whole. I’ve managed to get myself lost in Imgur and the meme websites, and even youtube, quite often. Even when I should be doing other work, or something productive. Most people feel some sort of guilt over this, and I’m not accusing those that don’t.
Think of how many more great minds there’d be out there if we dedicated our time to learning and growing instead of sitting in front of the screen watching the same picture with minor changes each time over and over again.
Now… dare I get started on the “cyberbullying” and “anonymity” topic?
I won’t touch up on this too much, because most of us have heard all of this stuff before.
Hopefully those stats will strike you as extremely concerning.
I’m accusing nobody here. I just think this is something that is seriously disturbing about the internet. There’s a ridiculous number of speeches and walls of text about this topic, unfortunately from personal experience I have some doubts these get very far.
So why do I include it at all?
I’m sixteen years old. How many writers of those professional articles and news clips are fellow teenagers who feel extremely passionate about this, and have experienced these troubles themselves? Maybe more than I think, but I’d like to make it clear, I am a teenaged social rights and justice activist.
I believe if more people my age raised their voices things may start happening. Call it a dream, a distant hope, but a dream doesn’t become a reality unless you believe it can.
Regardless of how I appear online, I am not a social person.
I have attempted to make an effort, a valiant effort, to improve me real life communication skills. I can’t think quickly, I need time to gather my thoughts and write things down. Correct and control myself.
However as of lately I've discovered it’s actually working. I’m better at communicating my ideas and thoughts through voice and word of mouth.
Think of the days when people wrote letters, two-hundred years ago. When you see those the language in them is… confusing? No, spectacular. (mywordiloveitalics) The people back then were experts at verbal communication, so when they sat down to write a well thought-out letter they wrote what could be consider masterwork tales and accounts of personal experiences. Why? Because they had time to think about it, something they rarely had back then. Therefore there communication skills were excellent, because they were forced to use it.
Oh yes some of you can already see where this is going.
1. The decline of the English language
2. The ease of mistreatment behind a keyboard.
Now… again I won’t touch up on the second point much, but hear me out.
When I say the decline of the English language I’m referring to things like this:
(Yahoo Answers. The answer displayed isn’t entirely accurate to all of Canadia. At least the questioner used a question mark.)
Yeah, and that’s not the worst of it. Browse yahoo answers for a while some day. See what you can find. Then you have my permission to curl up into a fetal position and cry.
As someone who loves ancient literature (that explains a lot) I enjoy writing styles such as Tolkien’s, and Beowulf’s translated tale. Dang I wish I lived in the times of Tolkien and C.S. Lewis. Those seem like the pinnacle time of wisdom and great writing. Then technology began picking up speed and mankind became a little too bold, even a little too lazy, eventually resulting in the internet and the famous trend setter “lol.”
Me and my friend (the same one who uttered the communism quote earlier) go to the library for 2 – 3 hours per week, and dedicate ourselves to either writing, or reading. I’ve been reading Beowulf lately, and he some of J.R.R. Tolkien’s more obscure written works, edited and released by his own son Christopher Tolkien. This was my first step to disconnecting myself from the internet a little. I choose not to rely on the internet to gain my information and read, either historical fiction or actual ancient history/mythology books.
Those are my interests of course, and not yours necessarily.
My point is, we’ve learned quite a bit lately in regards to the Celtic culture and history, as well as found some great literature to learn from. (We are both writers. We are fascinated by fantasy worlds and fictional history.)
Now to conclude…
I am a teenager living in the past, longing for the times of Tolkien to return. It’s not possible of course, I missed that time period. Unless some of those post-apocalyptic stories about technology come true, we’re stuck here. Yeah, maybe this is a venting blog, but I do think we can take things away from this. We likely can’t completely disconnect ourselves from the internet and/or technology. (Heck in this modern world that’d probably be a bad idea.) However we can improve it for ourselves.
I’m going to start by limiting my internet or computer time. I doubt I’ll keep it consistently but you can be damn sure I’ll try.
Thanks for taking the time to read this blog post. If you have something to say, feel free to comment and discuss, but please keep it civil. If you want to debate I’d like it to be calm and with care.
If you like these sorts of blog entries, I will likely be making more. Though your ratings and ‘brohooves’ (or lack thereof) will help me decide when and what my next blog entry will be.
~Matthew E.M. Grice, Marcato
I am a human. No, I am a male going through highschool. I am a sentient creature.
I like to consider myself a revolutionary. Someone who fights the norm. (Wait isn't that a rebel)Someone that tries to encourage and motivate different behavior or action.
As a student suffering from multiple different kinds of disorders that screw with the way I behave, I have an extremely strong sense of justice and ambition. These disorders include Sensory Processing Disorder, OCD, ADHD and anxiety.
Are these a curse? Nope, just a part of who I am. I'm just giving you the background information so you can understand where I'm coming from.
Because I believe as humans we should aim to understand one another before accusing, lashing out or sentencing to any form of judgement.
I cannot take it anymore.
Over the past few months, this last month especially, I have watched brilliant people, friendly people that love to help others, with their own enjoyments and passions, get treated like total and utter garbage. As if they were all rats and scoundrels.
I recently wrote an essay for English class about Lord of the Flies. (OOOH YES EVERYONE LOVES THAT BOOK.) We were asked to write about human nature. I've always known something about humans and that is that we have the potential to be absolutely savage to each other regardless of what we would have others do to us.
Something has happened to a place that used to be my home. It is no longer a bright place where opinions are respected and used correctly. It is no longer a world where I look forward to going to after school. I now fear opening my "Private Message" list to see what hate mail awaits me next. I now fear visiting the moderator skype groups to see what links to horrid posts by members directed at us have been made available.
Most of us are introverts. Introverts by not our own will, but for our own mental safety.
By us, I think it should be fairly obvious I mean the moderators and I. At school I am one of the most extroverted and outspoken students in my grade of 120 people. Before I became a staff member or moderator I was frequently involved and loved to talk to people.
I no longer enjoy this because just about anything I say can be taken and used against me. Everything I do someone or some people will hate me for it.
The MLP Forums has developed a subtle form of cyber-bullying that I never dreamed possible in a community like this. You are bronies. You watch a show initially aimed at children, but found a passion and concept behind it you loved because many of you have been through experiences in the past that made you appreciate the morals and themes MLP:FiM has brought to its audience. This kind of thing brings people together, and causes us to relearn things we should have learned when we were younger. It unites us into a group of people who have things to share and things to relate to.
None of us have "learned" anything. All we've learned is how to abuse "freedom of speech" and "opinion" into weapons of absolute desecration against other human beings.
Let me explain to you about one of my favorite elements of harmony since obviously it wasn't clear enough in the show.
Free of deceit; truthful and sincere.
Honesty is the act of telling the truth. Applejack demonstrates this well, especially in the recent Season 4 Premier.
When Applejack tells Twilight she should leave the forest, she was being honest. She didn't say "Twilight get the hell out of here. Me and all the rest of your friends think you should go and that we don't need you for this." She instead explained her reasoning and said things nicely because she values Twilight's feelings. She's not going to stomp on them.
Sugarcoating? Pardon my french but that's total BS. This is called compassion and care. If you think a certain person "should go die in a hole" then you're not displaying a single piece of compassion. (orly?)
This brings us to our next element.
Don't tell me your favorite pony is Fluttershy because your actions say otherwise.
Kindness is the act of simply being nice, displaying care for someone and going out of your way for them. True kindness is doing this regardless of who it is.
"How do I show kindness to someone I absolutely despise?" This is called forgiveness.
Which brings me to...
Rarity is fabulous and there's no denying that. She adores her own fabulous-ness and doesn't deny that herself.
Then why would she cut off her own tail and give it to a sea serpent she knew nothing about until 15 seconds earlier?
This is true generosity. Giving something someone may not even deserve, regardless of who they are. That takes heart.
Oh hey, I just discovered why the 6th element of harmony is magic.
Because in this world, it takes true magic for the traits of the other five elements to truly shine.
I have never met a single person with all 5 traits. I've never met someone who is completely honest, kind, generous, loyal and has humor (laughter.) Never to such an extent as FiM displays. I dream of meeting people like the mane 6. I have not ever found a place with many people like this.
Not even here on the MLP Forums. It's unfortunate that the MLP Forums has stooped to the point of using opinions as weapons, and bullying people that are trying to help.
It's unfortunate being a moderator is a hate-sentence now.
It's unfortunate I accepted my position in the first place.
I am here now to ask everyone just a few questions.
If your closest friend was being mistreated, would you stick up for them?
Could you bear to see someone being tortured right before your eyes?
Why do you really like My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic?
When was the last time you apologized for hurting someone in any way?
Some of you may be surprised by your own answers. If you answer, answer honestly. Not for your image. Not to make yourself look good.
If you take anything away from this rant, may it be this.
Stop being hypocrites and start acting like the lovable ponies we love so much
Take action before you lose the opportunity to have something beautiful here, because you may never get the chance again.
MLP Forums is approaching 20,000 members. Stop complaining about how bad the forums are and do something about it. Something honest. Something kind. Something generous.
"Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, nothing's going to get better. It's not."
~ Dr Seuss
P.S. The only reason I am still a moderator here, is for two reasons. 1. I would like to try my hardest to restore the MLP Forums I knew as much as possible, and 2. I am the project manager of Canterlot Arcade and need the presence for the forum section that will follow it.
This is the tale of Ytrialum’s history and understanding according to Flain Trafelin, keeper of law.
Of The Risilvé and the First Age
In the years of the first age prior to the Day of the Fall, there were born the Risilvé, presented then to the creation of Ytrialum. There they awoke amongst a world of lush fields and boundless hills, where the forests were not yet grown and the mountains were then still grey, with not the white tips of snow. A voice from the heavens thus spoke to them; “Venture forth, my children. May the two of you become the keepers of this land, and may you be welcomed by those of my creation.”
Thus bestowed upon them were the gifts of long life, and the powers over earth and fire. Then at this time names were presented to them as Alaria Fluendra of the Living Fires and Nitulan Fluendra of the Breathing Earth.
So the children of creation lifted their eyes to the skies and witnessed a great multitude of lights, where colours of majesty and stars glittered against the sapphire winds. A great circle of bright warm light reached the earth, and a white form descended from it. Within the light a creature now referred to as “The Angel of Life” among the human race, stepped forward, and approached Nitulan and Alaria.
“See how I love this world.” He spoke. “See how it is bathed in light. Yet you shall only see this light for but part of your time, and then shall darkness fall. But fear not, for this darkness represents a unity. One cannot have light without darkness, and one cannot have darkness without light. May you my son and you my daughter rule one individually, and provide balance to this home of yours now named Ytrialum.”
“However bear warning; A world’s balance does not come without hardship. A counterforce shall exist, of which you should be prepared.” Suddenly there was a great sound like that of a tidal wave upon rocky cliffs, and a flash of bright light, before a book bound in leather and string was given to them.
“May you keep this book as a reminder of what is to come. May you not forget what it has written within. When the time arrives, you shall know what it warns of.”
Centuries then were passed, and many creatures emerged from the earth, both large and small in great numbers and small numbers. Greenery began to grow and spread through the ground.
These living things increased in number until they were that of thousands and tens of thousands, and over these creatures did the Risilvé rule, the King Nitulan and Queen Alaria. They of the most sentient race were named ‘the race of man’ and were blessed with the gift of magic, the ability to manipulate all things through mental strength. All things possessing energy and form could be altered as far as the casters own knowledge and capacity could reach.
However among these creatures were those that did not appreciate the children of creation, and were hateful of their rulers. Among these were the beasts of the Tellimar forest, up far north of the kingdom that the Risilvé established. The sly mongrel’s of corrupted flame bowed only to their own amusement, and strayed far from the kingdom, luring any other creature with a weak heart into their home. These creatures were named the ‘Gysethians,’ and were feared for their cunning and keen memories.
There in the Tellimar Forest they dwelled, and the Risilvé knowing they would someday consume all the greenery of the earth created a barrier between the Tellimar forest and the rest of Ytrialum, only accessible by those powerful in magic, or by traveling through the mountains where the Phoenix’s flew, or by the north western seas where the waters lived aggressive in turmoil. Thus the forests of Tellimar burned endlessly, their trunks and branches painted and enchanted to never fade by heat.
So in the time of the first age, the Risilvé ruled creation with their vast knowledge of wisdom and power. During these times many a battle were fought with the opposing races. Never the less the Risilvé held on to the balance their father had tasked them with desperately, and held fast their reign over earth and man’s privilege.