Today slipping into the deep relaxation before the drop. The sudden opening. In the sound being the sound In the sight being the sight You saw but have never seen itm The limitless perfection. The brutality of now. The raw innocence. The playful stillness. Unbidden. Unarrived. Here it is.

The bitcoin conference is fast becoming a political circus for people who believe their politics and bitcoin are somehow aligned. Bitcoin isn't like anything else. That's the point. Stop believing a politician gives you a sense of safety and control. You're deluded. If that upsets you. That's the delusion.

One day I woke up and realised I'd somehow found myself existing in the moment before thought arises. Like realising that your brain constructs your perception but not just knowing it, experiencing the process of what is in front of you, and then seeing your mind construct the world through filters and beliefs. It's nothing you can imagine. It's wonderful. Innocent. Natural. Obvious. All at once, you know what life truly is. Running in the rain is for people who still believe it's raining.

I found myself in an argument with someone who seems to have unresolved emotional issues. Turns out, it was me. Unfollowed. Welcome to Samsara.