Lately I’ve heard so many people near retirement age say something along the lines of “I don’t even know what I would do” as they keep postponing “retirement”. The fantasy they were sold completely brainwashed them in the process. Human beings turned into human doings.

Thank God for granting me this moment of clarity This moment of honesty 🎶🙏🏻

Life before Bitcoin felt like a tense and shallow inhale. I was feeling the control system but not understanding what it was. The Bitcoin journey has felt like one long and slow exhale. Each level deeper bringing more peace. It’s so crazy how you can feel the truth.

Everyone inevitably gets marked to market by the indestructible protocol imposing honesty.

Co-opt the language; cripple the idea. Wannabe tyrants will obfuscate and invert the language around powerful ideas to stifle them. We respond by speaking the truth plainly and bravely regardless of personal risk. The ancient Greeks called this duty to speak truth to power “Parrhesia”.

Only a society asleep to its own slavery would idolize being away from your kids as being “for” your kids. Insanity. Won’t be us.

Life hack: when a Bitcoin podcast says any of these words, cut the feed. “Markets” “Capital Rotation” “Digital Credit” “Clarity Act” “Bitcoin-backed loan” “$1 million” “Yoooooo” Peace be with you.

Bitcoin podcaster rants about freedom, sovereignty, and defunding the war machine. ** cuts to ad break ** “Brought to you by Bitcoin loans!” Every time lol

Bitcoin doesn’t need to do anything. It doesn’t need laws passed. It doesn’t need to be collateral. It doesn’t need your uncle to get it. It doesn’t need to go to the moon. It just needs you. To save it. To custody it. To spend it. To measure with it. Nothing more; nothing less. The change isn’t Bitcoin. The change is us.

We know how the battle ends.

Bitcoin is about owning, not owing. In the deepest and most profound sense imaginable.

Fiat money is the anchor of the control system. Modern education was designed to ensure we never question that control system and shackle ourselves with modern chains. For those reasons, I’m out. My kids will not inherit this soulless illusion.