You talk about things you have no experience with. Your lived experience is reading other peoples' writings while working as a mindless grunt for somebody else. You've never actually done anything interesting or creative. You've never taken actual risks. Travelling or eating food is not as interesting as you think it is. You've never done anything that anybody can't do with disposable income. You don't even get that there are things you need to experience that you can't pay someone else for.
There is no barrier to entry for reading. There is no barrier to entry for listening to music. There is no barrier to entry for talking about what you read or what you listen to. There is a barrier to entry for making things people read or listen to. That's why you don't make anything worth anything. You don't pass the most basic barrier to entry to being above average. You're not even human. You're just a black hole of time and energy. You've never done anything interesting and you never will. You're a complete fraud, and everyone who isn't a fraud can tell.
You're the collector of things. You are defined by what you have around you. You have nothing inside you. You are nobody, nothing, and will never be anything. There is nothing interesting about you. There will never be anything interesting about you. Anything you know can be easily learned by one internet search and fifteen minutes of reading. You stay in the shallow end of reality because you lack any ability to do anything productive or abstracted enough to actually mold reality instead of being molded by it. That's why nobody is listening to you, and whenever you venture outside of being a conduit for other peoples' ideas you get made fun of. You're nothing but an inferior version of Wikipedia.