Is OxChat a good nostr chat application?

FOR THISE NEW TO nostr “Nostr is not just social media and communications. It’s a different way of structuring the Internet towards one where an anonymous key-pair can help give you new abilities - from transmitting value around the world to accessing and sharing new web services.” 🔗 https://www.forbes.com/sites/digital-assets/2024/07/17/your-guide-to-nostr-the-decentralized-network-for-everything/

Question: is it possible to create a relay system where the clients that are currently in use and connected to the internet act as relays?

Unlocking the Power of Networks: A Journey into Decentralization Imagine a world where your money, your social media, and even your school records aren't controlled by a single big company or government but are managed by everyone together. That's the idea behind decentralization, and it's changing everything from how we bank to how we learn. In this article, we'll dive into what decentralization really means, how it started, and why it might just be the key to a more secure, fair, and open internet. From understanding why the old ways of the internet aren't cutting it anymore to exploring how industries like finance, healthcare, and education could transform, this piece will make you see the digital world in a whole new light. Ready to explore a future where you're in control? Let's get started! --- This introduction aims to spark curiosity about how decentralization could impact various aspects of life, encouraging readers to delve into the article for a deeper understanding. 🔗 https://blog.spheron.network/decentralization-regranting-control-power-distribution-of-the-internet

Your virtue is the only thing you will always carry through life.

As the various LLMs like Chatgpt, and Grok become more popular and capable, nostr is going to have a major adoption problem. Everthing will start to incorporate this 'AI' and nostr will be less attractive.

Don't make your body work hard when sitting at a computer. Remember, good ergonomics helps.

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How quickly companies forget. Now they just want sheep that perform miracles on command.

The Wants Of Man "MAN wants but little here below, Nor wants that little long." 'Tis not with me exactly so; But 'tis so in the song. My wants are many and, if told, Would muster many a score; And were each wish a mint of gold, I still should long for more. What first I want is daily bread — And canvas-backs, — and wine — And all the realms of nature spread Before me, when I dine. Four courses scarcely can provide My appetite to quell; With four choice cooks from France beside, To dress my dinner well. What next I want, at princely cost, Is elegant attire : Black sable furs for winter's frost, And silks for summer's fire, And Cashmere shawls, and Brussels lace My bosom's front to deck, — And diamond rings my hands to grace, And rubies for my neck. I want (who does not want?) a wife, — Affectionate and fair; To solace all the woes of life, And all its joys to share. Of temper sweet, of yielding will, Of firm, yet placid mind, — With all my faults to love me still With sentiment refined. And as Time's car incessant runs, And Fortune fills my store, I want of daughters and of sons From eight to half a score. I want (alas! can mortal dare Such bliss on earth to crave?) That all the girls be chaste and fair, — The boys all wise and brave. I want a warm and faithful friend, To cheer the adverse hour, Who ne'er to flatter will descend, Nor bend the knee to power, — A friend to chide me when I'm wrong, My inmost soul to see; And that my friendship prove as strong For him as his for me. I want the seals of power and place, The ensigns of command; Charged by the People's unbought grace To rule my native land. Nor crown nor sceptre would I ask But from my country's will, By day, by night, to ply the task Her cup of bliss to fill. I want the voice of honest praise To follow me behind, And to be thought in future days The friend of human-kind, That after ages, as they rise, Exulting may proclaim In choral union to the skies Their blessings on my name. These are the Wants of mortal Man, — I cannot want them long, For life itself is but a span, And earthly bliss — a song. My last great Want — absorbing all — Is, when beneath the sod, And summoned to my final call, The Mercy of my God. - John Quincy Adams

Is there a nostr VPN?

#CatholicNostr Sacred Heart of Christ, may I learn to have the same heart as you.

We never know how high we are Till we are called to rise; And then, if we are true to plan, Our statures touch the skies— The Heroism we recite Would be a daily thing, Did not ourselves the Cubits warp For fear to be a King— - Emily Dickinson

To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee. And revery. The revery alone will do, If bees are few. - Emily Dickinson

Nobody Loses All The Time nobody loses all the time i had an uncle named Sol who was a born failure and nearly everybody said he should have gone into vaudeville perhaps because my Uncle Sol could sing McCann He Was A Diver on Xmas Eve like Hell Itself which may or may not account for the fact that my Uncle Sol indulged in that possibly most inexcusable of all to use a highfalootin phrase luxuries that is or to wit farming and be it needlessly added my Uncle Sol’s farm failed because the chickens ate the vegetables so my Uncle Sol had a chicken farm till the skunks ate the chickens when my Uncle Sol had a skunk farm but the skunks caught cold and died and so my Uncle Sol imitated the skunks in a subtle manner or by drowning himself in the watertank but somebody who’d given my Uncle Sol a Victor Victrola and records while he lived presented to him upon the auspicious occasion of his decease a scruptious not to mention splendiferous funeral with tall boys in black gloves and flowers and everything and i remember we all cried like the Missouri when my Uncle Sol’s coffin lurched because somebody pressed a button (and down went my Uncle Sol and started a worm farm) - e. e. cummings