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In my early days with Bitcoin, I was caught up in the excitement of simply owning a little. Buying a small amount made me feel like I was “in the club.” I could read about it, listen to podcasts, and feel part of the revolution. It took me a long time to realise that it’s not a one time ticket to a club. The real approach is this: if I have £80 spare this month, I should put it into Bitcoin. Next month, if I have £150 spare, the same, put it into Bitcoin. It’s not about chasing more pounds. It’s about putting your capital in the best place possible. With fiat, your purchasing power falls; with Bitcoin, it rises. Once you understand that, it feels like a no-brainer. But reaching that mindset takes a real shift, and for many, it takes time. But for fucks sake, accumulate as much as you can, as quickly as you can.

Almost exactly 33 years ago today, I started an engineering apprenticeship. It was never what I truly wanted to do with my life, but the money was ok, and the fiat trap is real. There were bills to pay and mouths to feed, so I kept plugging away. Once qualified, work was always easy to find, and it even gave me the chance to live in Australia for 10 years and Ireland for two. But the truth is, I rarely enjoyed it. Some mornings it was hard just to get out of bed for another shift I didn't care for, but I carried on. Convinced I'd be doing this till I was 70. At some point, I stumbled across something called #Bitcoin and as time passed, I started taking it more seriously. In 2022, two old workmates, still good friends, started an engineering company and asked if I'd like to come onboard. I'd be the first person contracting with them. They couldn't guarantee full-time work, but they promised it would be fun, that we'd earn some money, and that we'd have a laugh along the way. Bitcoin gave me the confidence to take that chance. It gave me a safety buffer that removed the risk of jumping in with a couple of 30-year-old lads chasing an idea. That was three years ago. Today they've grown into a team of nine, all of whom I consider great mates. It's been the most enjoyable three years of my working life. And now, with mixed feelings, today I've worked my last fiat shift. From here on, I can focus my time on my family, myself, and Bitcoin. I'll have more time for @Bridge 2 Bitcoin and @Bitcoin Events UK Thanks to my Bitcoin family for helping me get here, and thanks to my wife, (who, as an added bonus, has become one of the most hardcore bitcoiners I know) for putting up with the lack of holidays and shopping sprees while we stacked like our lives depended on it. Because it turns out, they did. You can follow our travels and what we learn along the way at

The Exit Node | Simon James | Substack

Family Adventures Beyond the Fiat World. Click to read The Exit Node, by Simon James, a Substack publication.

and @The Exit Node

At some point the price catching up with the block time is going to be a thing.

A moth just rode the lift with me from the 9th floor down to the 1st. He must now be quite confused.

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My first @Meshtastic node. Ready to go. Who’s out there? 🔊📡

I missed the @Meshtastic talk at @Bloom Fest 27 🌼🌐⚡ on Saturday with @Squiggs So I started doing a bit of research myself and… here we go again, another massive rabbit hole! Just ordered two nodes to start my journey. 🕳️

New edition of the Meetup Breakdown. Issue 47 is out. https://primal.net/e/ naddr1qqvkyet4dvkk6et9w36hqttzwfjkz6mydamkutfrxsmsygzpl2zjh0prhdx9rwwn30ykvcf9cccfgqpuysslwm63hm2677mhqcpsgqqqw4rskdvuwd

Personal possessions disposed of: █████░░░░░░ 50% Progress to personal freedom + full-time Bitcoiner: ████░░░░░░ 40%

Sold 8 chairs this week. Got a few more to go. By the end of the week I should be a proper Bitcoiner: chairless.

Currently transitioning from suburban fiat miner to digital nomad. It’s been a long time in the making, yet somehow it feels like we’re making it up as we go. We’re walking an untrodden path. I straddle a line between excitement and absolute fear. I hate Facebook with all my heart, yet I’ve been glued to it for a week straight. Take a photo of a table, a chair, a bookcase… a random person arrives at the door to take it away. One by one, the things that tethered us are leaving… with every knock on the door. Just over a week to go, and the cleansing will be complete. Thanks to all the Bitcoiners who helped us get here.