Life, like Bitcoin, runs on proof of work. No shortcuts, No BS talk, just sweat, scars, and results. The timechain remembers effort, not excuses.... The question is will you be remembered or forgotten?

Life’s beauty is born in the storm. Sunrise means nothing without the night, and strength means nothing without the fight. Stand tall, don't take shit, and see the world’s fury for what it is... proof you’re alive.

The sword proves itself in battle the way Bitcoin proves itself in work by cutting through doubt, deception, and bullshit. Steel doesn’t beg for trust, and neither does Hashpower. Truth is carved, not claimed. POW or POS, the choice is yours.

Heavy is the crown. Discipline builds, weakness tears down. Few will rise, most will drown.

If you feel you have to ask permission... I'll ask why you are being a cuck.

Someone in spaces was asking about permissions. Let me tell you a little something about that brother, I take my own permissions and sometimes ask forgiveness later....FAFO.

You will be called selfish, uncaring, non empathetic, and more. It doesn't matter, don't stop.... The mission is the mission. They will salute and get in line, or get left behind.

Afternoon is when weak men fade. Discipline doesn’t. Ignote the fire, push through, finish what you started. Then take what you came for.⚔️🧡

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They might ignore you. They might ghost you. Doesn’t matter. A King doesn’t chase. He builds. One day they’ll see what was lost, and by then, you’ll be too far above for them to reach.