The whole point of today was to get some more veelogs, but I’m regarded and only took pictures, however I’ll put them in chronological order and let yall imagine a cool video: 1. Caught up with my horse homie 2. Fought some vines for a fence 3. Some of the vines were muscadine and would probably make good wine 4. Found a toad friend 5. Vine with perfect crosshair pattern?! Never seen before. 6. Found the murder hornet nest and the reason they attacked me last time (I destroyed their nest taking the vines off) they weren’t there this time, must’ve moved on. 7. After getting all the vines removed you can tell the damage to the fence, I would have fixed it better but it started lightning/thundering and poured on me 8. Saw a fellow young buck (Satoshi confirmed? He ran aways when I asked if he made Bitcoin…seems like he’s hiding something…)

I didn’t get proof of all my work today, but boy was I productive: Bush hogged a field Cut up fallen tree and moved it to the fire pit with the tractor Bush hogged where tree was Weed whacked fence line Brush whacked jumanji grass by the river Took a fridge out of a house Removed doors Unloaded and installed new fridge

Bitcoin doesn’t care who you are: no VIPs, just conviction. When others stack more than me, I still benefit. Yet the incentives push me to hold tighter, work harder, stack deeper. Issuance shrinks every 4 years, but so does the pool of buyers who can grab even one day’s supply. I couldn’t buy 450 BTC tomorrow. But in 4 years, buying 225 in one stack will be even harder. Holding is simple in theory, brutal in practice. Bitcoin is volatile, yet strangely predictable.

Bitcoin isn’t just a price, it’s an index where the weights are set by those who commit energy: monetary or physical. It’s the only index open to anyone, anytime. Fiat crony capitalism is privatized gains and socialized losses. Bitcoin’s capitalism is pseudonymous risk, shared reward, and global skin in the game. #Bitcoin #WAGMI

What do you really want out of life? You can’t multi-sig existence: there’s no refund, no help desk at the end. Bitcoin helps me live, but it doesn’t tell me why. I spent years stacking without asking who I was stacking for. I forgot connection. I forgot humanity. Now I see the beauty in the bad, the sadness in the great. Nothing is what it seems until you know it, and to know, you must connect. Maybe the only thing worth stacking is bitcoin and friends. Don’t forget the latter.

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Weak hands create low prices, low prices attract strong hands, strong hands drive high prices, high prices invite weak hands. That cycle is as old as markets, but every time it turns, Bitcoin climbs higher. A rip past $125k wouldn’t shock me…but the sats I didn’t stack always do.

Which way, maxi? Stack into someone else’s treasury or spin up your own flywheel? The only person I trust with my Bitcoin, the only person I trust with my stack’s future, is myself; for better or worse. Call it big brain, smooth brain, or no brain at all…I’m still rocking it.

What if the deficit can’t be fixed? What if policy can’t be predicted? The more I stack, the less their decisions dictate my future. I’m not immune, but I’m insulated. Trade imbalances, fragile banks, systemic cracks…I don’t fully know how it all spills over, but I know Bitcoin is my buffer. Funny how the very reasons to buy it usually come packaged with a discount.

2.2 lb London broil going down🧘‍♂️

Bitcoin consolidates like its digesting, each pause stores fuel for the next surge. Institutional liquidity softens volatility, but every spike is a chance to front run those waiting for calm seas. Since 2009, Bitcoin’s only consistent trait has been shocking those who actually pay attention.

If you can’t make sense of the system, stack sats. Bitcoin’s not knocking, it’s swinging a bat, and every weak hand that sells only makes it tougher. This isn’t luck, it’s clarity. Playing it safe might be the riskiest move. I’m all in.

$2.22T is a number, but Bitcoin is meaning. It’s surreal that Strategy holds more wealth than the top five nations combined, yet I’m reminded that wealth measured in fiat is still tethered to the same old game. We even ask if the Fed is independent. The very fact we have to ask is an answer. Why stay bound to manufactured stagnation when we can opt into volatility that’s at least honest, transparent, and predictable in its unpredictability? That’s why I stack. Not to hit a number, but because I want more: more productivity, more proof of effort, more alignment between my work and my future. There are no bad days, only new ones, and each one is another chance to stack a little further into freedom.

Bitcoin itself can’t be captured, but people will always try to capture its volatility. Even if they succeed for a time, it has a way of breaking free, slipping past every attempt to contain it. The deeper you study Bitcoin, the more you realize its paradox: it’s complex in its simplicity, and yet, with enough understanding, that very complexity becomes disarmingly simple. That’s why my stance is one of humble conviction. I don’t pretend to know every detail of how the future unfolds, but I do know this: I’ll still be here when it does.

People misunderstand this game: stacking sats on the way down ages far better than stacking on the way up. A dip isn’t a dip to me; it’s a discount on the future. Bitcoin moves in every direction, but it’s still the underdog in the global story. The difference is, either it’s cornering the rest of the world, or the rest of the world has already cornered itself. For most of its life, say, 95% of the time, Bitcoin is undervalued. Only in rare moments, maybe 5% of the time, does it feel stretched beyond its britches, and right now? It doesn’t feel like one of those rare moments, precisely because everyone’s thinking about it. Altcoins get framed as catching up, but that’s not reality. A better description is that Bitcoin already lapped the entire field and is now pacing itself, saving fuel for the final lap. The more value stored in Bitcoin, the more endurance it gains. That’s not something most speculative digital bets can claim, because their entire thesis depends on hype, not on unlocking passive potential. Right now, Bitcoin is on sale, while the wannabes are overpriced. Chasing speculative premiums over discounted proof isn’t just risky, it’s comical. At the end of the day, it’s the sats that matter. Even if they don’t make cents, dollars are printed into nonsense; sats are the last refuge of sense. #Bitcoin #StackSats #BitcoinIsHope #ProofOverPremium

Bitcoin now makes up about 1.66% of global money, and it’s starting to smell like a new round of quantitative easing is already in the air. The problem with predictions isn’t just accuracy; it’s that you can’t forecast how reckless the printers will be, or the exact moment when the world will have its bitpiphany. I haven’t vibe coded yet, but I’ve been vibing in general and I hope that counts for something. Something that gives me spooky vibes: BlackRock’s Bitcoin stack now overshadows the combined holdings of Binance and Coinbase. That forces a question: what exactly is smart money doing? The answer seems clear: they’re not speculating, they’re stacking. #Bitcoin #SmartMoney #Bitpiphany

I don’t mind Wall Street chasing after ETH; that just leaves me with more sats to claim. Bitcoin is the tortoise with torque, slow and steady only until you take your eyes off it, then suddenly it teleports. Powell’s words might shake markets, but they don’t shake me. At most, they nudge how aggressively I stack depending on the crowd’s reaction and its effect on the price, not my conviction. The real spectacle isn’t the Fed’s announcements, it’s watching everyone crane their necks to hear words they’ve given far too much power. My balloon doesn’t pop that easily; it’s been a strong week, and I’m already ready for the next.

I just want my success, and Bitcoin’s adoption, to blow up to the point where I can casually ask a barista if she can break a $1 million bitcoin for my $20 coffee. Just for gits and shiggles. Some people struggle with chop. I call it the scenic route. Look to your left and you’ll see larps losing their minds over… *checks notes*… a <10% dip?? That’s the beauty of the scenic route: it’s only more enjoyable if you let go. The ride isn’t about predicting the next turn, it’s about appreciating where you are. Do you realize where we are right now? It’s beautiful, and it’s fun. When everyone starts playing prophet, remember to take their words with a grain of salt. Bitcoin always moves slower than we expect in the short term, yet faster than anything in history when viewed in hindsight. Don’t forget gratuity. I don’t have expectations — only excitement. What will the stablecoin fairy godmother bring for Bitcoin: a bumping carriage or will it bail out at the ball? Bitcoin ETFs were, by most measures, a success. They brought more demand, broke records on Wall Street, and still somehow birthed fresh FUD. I couldn’t explain it if I tried. Once you get used to Bitcoin’s mood swings, as any free market’s, people’s mood swings on an individual level become easy by comparison. 10/10 experience.

Do I think Bitcoin could reach over a million dollars within the next five years? Absolutely, it’s possible…but would I be disappointed if it doesn’t? Not at all. Bitcoin doesn’t need to move on my timeline, and my conviction isn’t tied to a price target. I don’t measure success by when I can take profits out of Bitcoin, but by how much more I can convert into it. That’s the difference between chasing hype and living conviction. Hype is fleeting: it belongs to someone else’s narrative. Conviction, on the other hand, grows with discipline and productivity. It’s better to get lost in building, stacking, and improving your own life than to be swept away by another man’s excitement. Bitcoin rewards patience, but it demands clarity: do you want to speculate on its timing, or align yourself with its inevitability?

I doubt even AI could talk me out of buying more Bitcoin, and I know it couldn’t make me FOMO harder than I already do on my own. Whether it ends up being more accurate than today’s so called experts at predicting the future doesn’t matter much to me, because the only constant is change, and I don’t want to underestimate a tool we don’t yet fully understand, especially one where it’s not clear who’s in charge: man or machine. In chaos I look for peace. I usually seek direction, but I’ve never gone wrong by chasing more of myself and more Bitcoin. If others want to dump, they’re free to, but what I hold is mine. That’s the key difference: Bitcoin is not like most assets. Still, it’s not simply up only. Chasing NGU blinds people. I like Bitcoin in good times and bad; I hold when everyone agrees, and I hold when everyone forgets why they agreed in the first place. Experts can be wrong and so can I, but I’d rather live with mistakes that were mine than be right for the wrong reasons. Even when I lose, at least I know the blame belongs to me: not to the crowd, not to the noise, not to the experts. If someone’s bullish on altcoins, I already know they’re not someone I should trust. I don’t need hype or speculation to fuel me. My conviction comes from grounded analysis, evidence, and the clarity Bitcoin continues to give me about what really matters.