Interesting perspective.
Sharing my own...
I care about America. What it was. What it use to be. 9/11 rocked me to my core. I was there. It changed me forever.
In searching for answers, I found betrayal. In sharing my findings, I was abandoned. Mocked and ridiculed.
Yet, I believed.
I believed that the ship could be turned. Injuries repaired. Justice would prevail.
I was wrong.
The more I dug, the dirtier I got.
2008 dealt another blow. We lost everything.
Looked for truth. Saw the ugliness. The betrayal deepened. And again, sharing what I found, more mocking. More ridicule. More abandonment.
To stand on truth is to stand alone.
2020 broke me.
No more surprises. No more doubts. I knew.
The state crushed me. Took what I had left. The betrayal complete.
No more family. No more friends. Abandoned no more. The old world, gone.
I wasn't angry. I understood. The world I grew up in didn't exist anymore.
America is beautiful. But it's just a place.
There are other places.
In business, I learned if you're ready to walk away from a deal, you hold power.
If the offer's not agreeable, walking away turns it around.
What's to stop a man when he wants nothing? When he needs nothing?
Going nomadic, embracing minimalism, getting my second citizenship; only confirmed that concept. Slave no more.
To me, America is an idea.
Independent. Sovereign. Free.
In bitcoin, we say opt out. Opt out of fiat. You walk away from a bad deal.
Knowing that you can opt out, walk away, gives you strength.
"Know what you own. Know why you own."
You're stronger than you think.
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