Could Bitcoin Really Be the Theory of Everything?
Years ago, I heard songs that felt like prophecies. Lyrics about rebellion, freedom, and unchaining the human spirit suddenly made sense in a way they never had. Tracks like John Lennon’s Imagine, once an anthem for utopian idealism, became eerily literal. “No need for greed or hunger, a brotherhood of man” echoed not as a naive dream, but as a blueprint. Bitcoin doesn’t ask us to imagine, it builds.
Poems I’d memorized as a student took on new weight. Blake’s Auguries of Innocence, “To see a World in a Grain of Sand”, mirrored how Bitcoin compresses the complexities of trust, time, and energy into a string of digits. Frost’s The Road Not Taken became an ode to the minority who mine, validate, and HODL, forging a path the majority will one day follow. Words written centuries ago now pulsed with the rhythm of proof-of-work.
Then came the philosophers. Nietzsche’s “What doesn’t kill me makes me stronger” could be Bitcoin’s mantra. Every attack, the bans, the FUD, the forks, only hardened its code and its community. Hegel’s dialectic played out in real time: thesis (fiat), antithesis (Bitcoin), synthesis (a world where money is divorced from power). Even the Stoics, preaching indifference to externals, seemed to whisper, Stay humble, stack sats.
This wasn’t coincidence, it was ikigai. For years, I’d chased purpose at the intersection of passion, mission, profession, and vocation. Bitcoin fused them all. Here was a system that demanded my curiosity (passion), protected everyone from involuntary monetary debasement (mission), rewarded those who learned its rules (profession), and redefined what money could be (vocation). It wasn’t just a “why” to wake up for, it was a “how” to rebuild everything.
Bitcoin is the Theory of Everything because it answers questions we’ve carried since civilization began. How do we coordinate without coercion? How do we preserve value across generations? How do we escape the trap of trusting institutions that betray us? It’s not physics, but it binds us all the same, a cryptographic lattice connecting every transaction, every block, every node into a single truth.
We’ve spent millennia seeking grand unifying theories, religion, science, art, only to fragment further. Bitcoin does the opposite, it converges. Miners in Texas, coders in Berlin, farmers in Kenya, all humming the same protocol. A symphony no single composer controls, yet harmonizes perfectly.
This isn’t hype, it’s pattern recognition. When you see Bitcoin, you see the threads of history, economics, and human nature woven into something older than the internet, as primal as barter, as inevitable as math. The songs, poems, and philosophies were never about Bitcoin, they were searching for it.
And now, so are we all.