Two more beds to row up. Got the other six done by hand this morning. We're almost ready to start planting for the season! I'm running a little behind schedule for what I wanted to accomplish, but also I'm right on time because now is all there is. #ProofOfWork #Bitcoin

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If you're tagged in this, You probably have no idea who I am, but I want you to know that it's because I respect the fuck out of you. I’m a #Bitcoin #revolutionary, and I don’t give a damn if nation-states figure it out or choke on their own debt. In my lifetime, Bitcoin will be the global currency—full stop. It’s not just money; it’s the best shot we’ve got to smash the cartels of banks that’ve chained us to debt slavery for centuries. This is about unleashing human potential—art, creativity, love—shit we haven’t seen since the ancients dreamed big. It’s about flipping the script: freeing people from soul-crushing labor, handing power back to individuals, saving the planet from corporate leeches, and forcing society to think beyond next quarter’s profits. The math doesn’t lie, and it’s ugly. Debt interest? It’s a runaway freight train—$300 billion to $1.5 trillion in under five years. That’s a parabola from hell, and it’s coming for everyone. Stick to the status quo, and most people get obliterated. Fact. We’re teetering on the edge of a Bitcoin world order. The leader of the Free World just greenlit a Strategic Bitcoin Reserve—boom, there’s your new global reserve asset. This isn’t a drill; it’s a starting gun. Nations will claw over each other in a Bitcoin arms race—game theory doesn’t mess around. No one wants to be the last sucker holding a dying fiat bag. Markets haven’t clocked it yet. Maybe 1% of the world gets Bitcoin; 2% even heard the news. Do the math: 1% of 2% is a tiny tribe of us who see this tectonic shift coming. The post-WWII Bretton Woods house of cards? Crumbling. The rise of the sovereign individual, the sovereign corporation, permanent digital capital? Happening now. The fiat elite are still sipping champagne in their delusion, but their clock’s ticking. Bitcoin doesn’t care who gets wrecked. Insurance giants, pensions, fractional-reserve banks, central banks—adapt or die. It won’t shed a tear for collapsed currencies, starving masses, or societies imploding when ATMs run dry. Print more money? Bitcoin gets stronger. Adoption snowballs. People demand it. It is a currency—screw the US dollar’s feelings—and the writing’s on the wall. Sanctions? GFY. Censorship? GFY. Seize my wealth? GFY. People will pick Bitcoin because it’s the hardest money ever forged—the most secure network humanity’s built. It’s the economic singularity: infinity divided by 21 million. That’s not a tagline; it’s a reckoning. Fiat’s days of printing its way out are done. The more they inflate, the faster it dies. We’re staring down a black hole that’ll swallow the world, and we’d better get serious. No grifters, no proof-of-stake bullshit—we’ve already got that with the Fed. We need sharp minds, real talk, and no screwing around. Botch this, and we’re not just broke—we’re back in the Dark Ages. Math doesn’t negotiate. The fiat system’s a wobbly Jenga tower, and printing cash is their only move—screwing us all with every dollar they churn out. Bitcoin’s the lifeboat, the ultimate store of value. Lightning Network for biz and governments? Sure. E-cash for the plebs via Cashu or something slicker? Yep. But we’ve got to solve scaling now, because math’s a ruthless bastard, and it’s coming fast. This isn’t Max Payne—it’s Mad Max if we don’t wake up. Let’s build, or we’re all toast. @calle @jack mallers @nat brunell @Bit Paine @Bram @Robert Breedlove @gladstein @Ioni Appelberg @Lyn Alden @Andrew M. Bailey @CARLA⚡️ @Carl B Menger @Ian Carroll @Matthew Pines @The Bitcoin Way @Marty Bent @Parman - Activate OP_GFY now!! @parachutes₿ @Adam Back @walker @Michael Saylor

#Bitcoin doesn't pay to play; it is the game.

In the vast expanse of samsara, where the illusion of wealth binds countless beings, let us contemplate a truth unveiled: the combined riches of all billionaires in this land of America amount to $6.7 trillion. Yet, in the cycle of a single year, 2024, the federal government expended $6.75 trillion—an amount that surpasses even the totality of these amassed fortunes. Were we to gather every coin and jewel from these wealthy ones, it would not suffice to sustain the government’s desires for even one turn of the seasons. Gaze now upon the chart of existence, dear ones, with eyes of compassion and clarity. The "wealth inequality" spoken of by the seeker named Bernie is a ripple on the surface of reality, yet he does not chant the deeper mantra of its cause. The root lies not in the hearts of men alone, but in the very nature of the coin we cling to. See how the M2 money supply, like a swelling river, rises in harmony with the treasures held by the uppermost 1%, while the humble possessions of the lower 50% trickle upward only faintly. Why, you may ask with a seeking mind? It is the Cantillon Effect—a subtle law of this realm—where those nearest the wellspring of newly birthed money reap its richest harvest. The Federal Reserve, a mandala of private banks, weaves this web, while the government, vast and shadowed by craving, bows to its rhythm. This is a nation sculpted by the hands of bankers, sustained by their breath, and offered to their lineage. Until the money itself is healed, all else is but a fleeting distraction, a dance of maya. Yet, place not your faith in the hands of rulers to mend this broken wheel, for those who grasp the reins of power are bound to its turning. They thrive in this impermanent order and seek not its dissolution. Liberation, dear ones, dawns through your own awakened steps—through the salvation of your own kin and spirit. In this age, a path emerges: Bitcoin, a vessel of 21 million, finite and unyielding. No corrupt council, no cartel of greed, can swell its bounds. It is a raft to carry you across borders, a treasure no thief can seize when guarded with wisdom. Bitcoin is a shield against the decay of this system, a lotus of hope for you and your descendants, a whisper of freedom amid the chains. Yet, alas, many wander lost, their minds clouded by the sweet poisons of distraction, fed by those who reign above. If you have journeyed this far, resting your gaze upon these words, a spark of awakening glows within you. There is still hope, dear one, for those who listen with open hearts. May you walk the path with courage and compassion, seeking liberation for all beings #bitcoin #nostr