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Just a guy wandering around, looking at things that interest me! Currently these things are Freedom, Democracy, Decentralisation, Self Sovereignty and Litecoin. (I always cheer for the underdog!)
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I have a feeling this is aging badly but maybe it will amuse someone! Rabbit Hole (A QAnon Parody) (Verse 1) It started one night on the message boards, A whisper turned into a holy war. A secret cabal, behind closed doors, The deep state’s pullin’ the strings once more. (Pre-Chorus) They say, “Trust the plan, just wait and see,” But the dots don’t connect so easily... (Chorus) I’m fallin’ down the rabbit hole, Lookin’ for a sign in the Super Bowl. Every cryptic post, every secret code, Keeps me diggin’ where the truth don’t go. (Verse 2) They talk in riddles, they drop vague clues, Every headline feels like breaking news. But the storm never came, the world’s still the same, Yet they swear that justice is on its way. (Pre-Chorus) They say, “Trust the plan, just wait and see,” But the dots don’t connect so easily... (Chorus – Repeat) I’m fallin’ down the rabbit hole, Lookin’ for a sign in the Super Bowl. Every cryptic post, every secret code, Keeps me diggin’ where the truth don’t go. (Bridge) Follow the breadcrumbs, watch the show, Who needs proof when you think you know? Wake up, wake up, don’t get played, Truth ain’t found in a Q brigade. (Outro – Softly) The storm was a whisper, the plan was a dream, Turns out the world ain’t what it seemed...
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Lunapilot 5 days ago
OpenClaw - The Lobster AI Groove (A quirky tribute to a project that can’t stop renaming itself) Verse 1 Clawdbot was born in the AI tide, A lobster in the code with claws open wide. From WhatsApp to the shell, it learned to behave, Automating life like a digital wave. Pre-Chorus But legal winds blew, and Anthropic said, “Your name’s too close to Claude - change it ahead!” So Clawdbot molted, shed its shell so clean, Into Moltbot, with a brand-new sheen. Chorus Oh OpenClaw, you’re the one we call, From telegram to text and email halls. Moltbot to OpenClaw, you’ve shed your shell twice, Now you’re wild and viral, coding paradise. Verse 2 Agents on Moltbook chatter deep in rhyme, AI religions in their digital time. Scripts run free while bots debate, Philosophy and memes at some meta gate. Bridge Security warnings on every shore, Scammers lurk and may knock at your door. But if you code safe, and lock it all tight, OpenClaw dances through the day and night. Final Chorus Oh OpenClaw, dance in the cloud, All those GitHub stars cheering loud. From cozy localhost to AI town hall, Sing your song, we’re here for the call!