Bitcoin, the Silent Cancer, and the Search for a Healthy World
By Omar-VgWs
I’ll tell you something very simple: merely by existing, you already deserve respect.
Your fiat money, on the other hand, means absolutely nothing to me.
Bitcoin is something else entirely.
The Exhaustion of Reaching Out
I’m exhausted from trying to reach you. Yes—you.
Most people —including much of the community that claims to embrace Bitcoin— have been devoured by strange “concepts” and obsessions. Through subtle yet relentless tactics, these ideas have hardened into habits. Like a silent cancer, these patterns seep into your daily choices until you normalise them… and even pay to sustain them. You convince yourself they’re part of who you are, when in truth, they’re parasites disguised as custom.
Consider this scene, increasingly common among those who accumulate and use Bitcoin:
Imagine you’re in Switzerland this month and Germany the next. You’ll need to use Swiss francs or euros depending on where you are. But… would you ever call yourself a “Frankoiner” or an “Euroner”? Of course not.
Yet some who adopt Bitcoin — that sound, scarce, honest money — fall into a paradoxical arrogance: they brand themselves “bitcoiners” as if it were a tribal, almost religious identity. And far from elevating the message, this distorts it.
A Subtler Manipulation
But there’s something even more troubling.
In recent months, I’ve detected a subtle form of manipulation within the ecosystem: a wave of eloquent, charismatic voices luring unaware individuals under the banner of financial freedom… only to slide in an unrelated agenda near the end of every talk, podcast, or interview: the uncritical promotion of carnivorism and animal exploitation.
They start with seemingly harmless topics —“proper nutrition,” “ancestral health”— but ultimately impose a narrative that justifies meat consumption as if it were a moral dogma.
A recent interview with Erin, known as “Death and Bitcoin,” illustrates exactly what I mean. While much of her message about the decay of modern societies is genuinely valuable, she overlooks — or deliberately ignores — that supporting animal exploitation is fundamentally incompatible with the pursuit of a more just, healthy, and free world.
In doing so, these figures not only contradict the very principles of integrity they claim to uphold, but also perpetuate another vicious cycle: one of systemic violence, hidden behind the veil of “individual freedom.”
Bitcoin is sound money. And if we want it to be sound in every sense, we must align it with coherent ethics.
This may well be one of the final steps humanity must take for Bitcoin to become not just legal tender, but a beacon of conscious civilisation.
The Weight of Disillusionment
I am tired.
Tired of searching for allies.
Tired of begging others to wake up.
Tired of trying to build — alongside others — a space that is colourful, quiet, abundant in harmony… while the world burns in noise, fear, and greed.
I don’t know if it’s me who’s getting lost… or you.
But I know this with certainty: chasing the masses, trying to reclaim what the system has stolen from me, has brought me no peace, no love, no happiness. It has only fed a machine designed to generate profit through fiat.
That is the silent cancer I speak of: a system that convinces you fighting within it is freedom, when in reality, it only binds you tighter.
The Fracture of Trust
And speaking of trust…
It’s often said: “The injection of capital to build wealth is based on trust.” And yes — it was.
I trusted.
I trusted two countries at once: in one, I built; in the other, my 15-year-old son was growing up.
I believed that while I worked toward our future, he would be in an environment offering him peace, support, and growth.
But that trust shattered.
While one government slowly stripped me of my wealth — infected by a social cancer that corrodes justice and liberty — the other was tearing my son apart with biological weapons disguised as salvation: medical mandates, institutionalised fear, and a “pandemic” that became the pretext for unprecedented collective control between 2019 and 2023.
Those who provided capital trusted me.
I trusted the systems where I invested.
And both systems — and the communities upholding them— betrayed me.
The Quiet Balance
Yet amid this disillusionment, I sense something deeper:
There exists a natural, almost cosmic balance.
A silent yin-yang that, sooner or later, will restore order.
Not through vengeance, but through justice.
Not through chaos, but through harmony.
And while that balance unfolds, I remain here:
not fighting the system,
but building beyond it.
With Bitcoin.
With ethics.
With hope.
If this resonated with you, consider sharing it — not to convince, but to plant seeds. 🌱
— Omar-VgWs
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