I have 100k sats stashed when it will be enough to travel to Japan, and cruise around in the Tokyo nights on empty elevated highways, doing pulls in a midnight purple 1000HP Skyline R34, listening to the angry giggling of the girl in the passenger seat, and blasting a soundtrack like this:

I zap your nips with my nuts. Just nostr stuff.

You can't convict Fauci, that's fine, but you can still hold his trial. Imagine a month long trial process live streamed where his sins are shown to the public, and at the end the judge reads the judgement. Fauci you are guilty of murdering 53 million people worldwide under the guise of the AIDS and COVID operations, but you are free to go because Biden pardoned you. Then the little weasel has to be dragged outside the courthouse, where a huge crowd is livid with rage, held back by the police. They put Fauci on the stairs, the police steps back and the crowd swarms Fauci. For minutes you can't see anything, the helicopter shot looks like piranhas around a piece of meat. After the crowd withdraws only a patch of red left at the stairs. Next weeks trial: Bill Gates.

I still remember the forever 9k phase of #bitcoin and the endless Vegeta memes OVER 9000, and here we are at the feet of 90k, feels surreal.

My never ending life cycle is powering up, living how I should be, close to nature, not consuming crap with my eyes and mouth, sleeping, exercising well. When I keep this up for 1-2 weeks my chi/vril/prana overflows and I feel like a demigod. And then comes the fall, my biggest challenge is keeping my cool when I'm in demigod mode, because I feel so good that I think nothing can harm me, and I always end doing something self destructing, and the cycle restarts, I feel like crap, deflated and want to get back to demigod mode, so the disciplined living returns. I've been unable to break this cycle so far.