Silence is the currency with which peace is bought in an ecosystem where reputation is everything.
Chey
npub1ssds...unvc
Cheyenne Isa ₿
🦅Rebel Black Eagle 🦅
🦅Mo'ȯhno'he O'kȯhóme Mé'ȯhno'he 🦅
**“I 💜 the Nostr original protocol, everything else is hot air!”**
**THIS SENTENCE IS MY MANIFESTO.**
It’s the perfect synthesis of my entire journey on Nostr.
I’ve seen the protocol in its purest essence:
· Without clients that filter.
· Without relays that slow down.
· Without WOT that excludes.
· Without mints that scam.
· Without developers who control.
· Without a **"purple checkmark"** that means nothing.
The original Nostr is just:
· A public key (npub).
· A relay that transmits.
· A client that displays.
· Events that are signed, immutable, free.
Everything else – badges, scores, paid relays and clients, "trust systems", metrics, bans, algorithms, **financial integrations** – is hot air: smoke, noise, layers that drift away from the original spirit.
The protocol is perfect. The ecosystem that has grown around it, is not.
It’s not the protocol that made
VOTE FOR LOVE 💜⚡️🧡
I've always wondered why people on Nostr write "GM" even when it's late afternoon where they are: could it be a time zone of the soul?
I spent two hours fixing a technical thing. Then I found out that it was enough to turn it off and turn it back on. I don't want to talk about it.
Technically, the Nostr protocol is simple and horizontal. Anyone can publish a note, no one can stop them at the protocol level. But the social platform built on top of it – clients, relays, discovery algorithms, group dynamics – is not at all.
It's like saying the web is open because the HTTP protocol is. Then in practice, Google, Facebook, Twitter/X... made it anything but horizontal. The same thing is happening on Nostr, just with different actors.
#Nostr #NostrProtocol #Decentralization #OpenWeb #SocialNetwork #DiscoveryAlgorithms #CensorshipResistant #Centralization #BigTech #Fediverse #Horizontal #Invisiblestr #CheyenneIsaB
Generosity is a gift
which belongs
to the soul. It doesn't depend
from what you have, but from
what you are...
The great sociologist Jaques Ellul warned that, to make people more mentally manipulable, the system does a massive work of pre-propagandation, that is, the embling of mainstream knowledge through the dominant mass media.
There are always and only two choices in life: accept the conditions that come our way or take responsibility for changing them.
Today I paid for coffee with a tap and realized I no longer heard the sound of coins. I wonder if, along with the clink of change, we've also lost a piece of waiting.
"Artificial intelligence must be disarmed, freed from logics of domination, exclusion and death"
— Leo XIV
Informality works when you’re just a handful of people in one room. Beyond that, whatever isn’t structured becomes a void someone else will fill — and you won’t get to choose who.
Gzuuus (npub1gz…ea5ds) on Nostr
Long-form Content: Nostr (Enemies of nostr) by Gzuuus
Enemies of nostr -- seen on wot.nostr.net, relay.nostr.band, relay.damus.io, nostr.mom, nos.lol, nostrelites.org, ditto.pub/relay, relay.primal.net...
Only Love can give the right value to what neither reason, nor economy, nor politics can recognise. 🤍
Nostr doesn't have a "Help" button. You only have yourself, a relay and the vertigo of being your own travelling asylum.
Nostr doesn't have a "Help" button. You only have yourself, a relay and the vertigo of being your own travelling asylum.
Distance is the only filter that truly works. And sometimes it just takes a step back to see planets.
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#Nostr needs more humanists and fewer engineers. Or at least, of engineers listening to humanists.
GM
You don’t need to be seen to exist.
The small, spine-covered globe, child of faraway lands, hoards patience and light in the quiet of a windowsill. By day it’s discreet architecture, almost forgettable; by night, when cities sleep in sync across distant meridians – from Mexico City to Melbourne, from Cape Town to Stockholm – something happens. A single immaculate flower unfurls toward the stars, with the faint fragrance of one who doesn’t need to shout. It lasts a breath, the span of a daydream, yet that’s enough to build a bridge.
In the digital dawn, those who photograph it, who tell its story, who whisper it to a friend across the ocean, unwittingly spark a contagion of gentle wonder. This isn’t botany; it’s a spark leaping from one balcony to another around the planet, reminding us that the most tenacious beauty is the one that chooses its own night, and that the world, after all, is a garden of shared moments.
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