i never thought I’d say this, but…
i’m feeling deeply homesick.
not just for a place—but for a world where people remember how sacred life is.
what broke me on this trip wasn’t the chaos or discomfort,
but the moment i heard a local leader say:
“i think we need to drop some bombs on those motherfuckers.”
not long after, walking home, i opened the news:
they dropped them. fr.
they spoke it with ease.
and then- it happened.
we rarely realize how powerful our words are.
how much energy we transmit.
every sentence plants a seed.
every thought is a wave.
pause for a moment.
feel the pain in your heart—the part that clings to fear,
because it’s all it has ever known.
ignore that, and you feed the noise.
the numbness.
the war.
but no matter what,
you have a choice.
every word, every action… ripples. through all of us.
**choose wisely**
BITCOIN CAN ONLY CHANGE THE WORLD
IF WE ARE WILLING TO CHANGE OURSELVES.
